Woorden: Skyclad. It Wasn't Meant To End This Way.

Sometimes I believe that we're already dead
Each day on the TV our last rights are read
Some fair weather oil tanker bleeding its load
Powder keg, power plant ripe to explode

Prime minister hear what I say
Please mister president listen I pray
You have the influence and you have the power
To turn back the clocks on mankind's final hour

When death is the helmsman who steers Jonah's Ark
Tomorrows an iceberg that lurks in the dark
The band played our song it's the Funeral March