The end's not near
It's here
Hallelujah

Spread the cheer
And watch the millenarians
Throw a party for a thousand years


You won't see the pious praying
They'll be too busy flaying

All the martyrs with better ways
To stop the world decaying


If you call me I won't be home
I'm hiding from the kingdom come
They can't see everything on earth

With the satellites and the roving drones
With the satellites and the roving drones


This is why hell is underground
Like a reclaimed bad part of town
We don't want to lose our souls

We're the saints who don't want to be found