The End Of Time's

'Bring out your dead, bring out your dead'
Is what the body collector said
'This is the end of time's' the preacher cried
Famine and pestilence across this land
War and death ravages this land
The car's are jammed up and empty
The plane's and satellite's are falling out the skies
Armageddon is here tonight
I can see the meteorite heading straight
Towards this earth
No place I can think of
No place I'd rather be
Than facing extinction
With just you and me.