Lord, have mercy on us As we degrade ourselves Don't turn thy face away In contempt and disgust We have but few days left To befoul the soil Prepare to be judged For our life-long toil We are all doomed, we are all doomed If disease don't get us, a comet surely will We see the nothingness Behind the dead man's eyes That is what await us After our own demise The setting of the sun For the very last time The Earth is cleansed As the death-bell chimes Not a trace is left Not a stone is unturned Of all evil bereft The sinners have burned