There will be no plane for man to touch the sky.
There will be no fame, only hunter gatherer.
And all that's sane, will crumble to insanity.
No king will reign.
Are you ready?
Are you ready?
Are you ready for the rapture?
There will be no doubt what it's all about.
There will be no lies, brainwashed fanatics.
There will be no line, to plot and to deign.
Only through darkness can we bring light.
Are you ready? You always travel the same road twice.
Are you ready? Never did get you share of life.
Are you ready? Well you gotta make it up tonight,
For the rapture.