II. Afternoon Before The Apocalypse (feat. Nicky Griffin)

I stare out into the warm glow Of a London sunset On the afternoon before the apocalypse We're all out of time We had five years left But it's alright we'll hold hands As it all ends As the night draws near I confront my fear of the eternal dark This one moments all we've got Sitting in this park We both knew it would end Before the bad times could start But our love's eternal You're always in my heart I wander through each charterd street Near where the chartered Thames does flow And mark in every face I meet Marks of weakness, marks of woe In every cry of every Man In every Infants cry of fear In every voice: in every ban The mind-forged manacles I hear How the Chimney-sweepers cry Every blackening Church appalls And the hapless Soldiers sigh Runs in blood down Palace walls But most through midnight streets I hear How the youthful Harlots curse Blasts the new-born Infants tear And blights with plagues the Marriage hearse The sky falls down There'll be hell to pay What a beautiful day The sky falls down There'll be hell to pay What a beautiful day