Here we go again
All the same ol’ crap we’ve seen before.
Plague and pestilence and rumors
Of the next impending war.
But it’s coming to a head, go another way instead
Don’t wanna be here in the way.
The whole calamity
The worst to ever be
And the greatest of all days.
I don’t want to follow you
You’re nothing but a friggin’ has-been
No one needs to follow you
He’s gonna pull the plug
‘fore there’s more damage done.

Mirror on the wall
Tell us who’s more evil than us all
Waited centuries to have us gather round
And watch you fall.
An eternal state of shock
After landing on the Rock
How’d you think that it would end?
Good to be all done with you
And all the crazy things you do
You won’t be coming back again
I don’t wanna follow you
And now it’s working out so I don’t have to
No one needs to follow you
He’s gonna cut the cord
you get to meet the LORD