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 the way   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