Bruce Kushnick

Lyrics

Mayhem and chaos were riding down the road
Ran into jealousy and greed
Crossroads of futility and pain
Apocalyptics riding on their steeds
For horsemen must be riding on a long and lonely road
Picking up destruction as they lead

Whoa-oh-oh, here comes Armageddon
Whoa-oh-oh, here comes Armageddon
Better run, better hide, better call for your stay
Better grab your ass, light the candle, hold the handles
Armageddon's coming fast

[Post-Chorus]
[operatic tenor vocals, heavy reverb]
Hallelujah, don't forsake us
I've done nothing wrong
I beseech you, women of offense
Don't you think you've gone too far


Hatred and justice are locked in a fight
Turning liberty on her head
Virtue and sin are battling for our soul
Even the prophets are scared
Shattered mirrors now reflect the story as it really is
On the setting way

Whoa-oh-oh, here comes Armageddon
Whoa-oh-oh, here comes Armageddon
Call the mayor, say a prayer, put the writings on the wall
Kill a goat, build a boat, well you're ready for the fall (yeah)

Spiritus Sanctus, Hallelujah
Halle-Yahweh, Buddha save us all
Spiritus Sanctus, God must be crazy
Maybe I am too