Apokalips
   Black finger tips
   Slides in and out her mouth
   The darkest thrill
   Is quick instilled
   Upon her waiting tongue
   Yeah, yeah
  
   Death's head in the afterglow
   Smiling in the sun
   A revolution
  
   The thickest rain
   A poison gray
   Bullet on thew ay
   Thermal haze
   Rain all day
   Blot out all the sun
   She sees the world
   In all its pain
   Its glittering demise
   Apokalips
   Dementia kiss
   Ultraviolet sky
   Yeah, yeah
  
   Death's head in the afterglow
   Smiling in the sun
   A revolution
  
   Yeah, yeah
   Death's head in the afterglow
   Smiling in the sun
   God-head in the afterglow
  
   Yeah