Words and Music by Michael Koppelman, Steve Mayone and Kurtis Koppelman
Judgment Day
In and among the heartless
I wonder about the clueless
Put me among the curious
And the spiritual slaves
With the will of the world behind us
War as a form of kindness
Death marches on relentless
For capital gains
Morning gave her warning
And the wind blow black with rain
And heaven sings a love song
Filled with pain
The ocean magic potion
Of a witches evil brew
Will open up
And swallow you
You said Jesus Christ on judgment day
Will come and set you free
But judgment day is here and where is he
Winter old and bitter and the ice is dull and grey
Heaven’s house is empty on judgment day
Listen to the meaning
And forget the words
Of all the ancient prophesies
And philosophies
The teaching is a raft and you don’t need it
When you make it to the other shore
Not anymore
© 1995 Tribe of Angels (ASCAP) and Mayone Music (SESAC)