Electric Funeral de Black Label Society

Reflexes in the sky warn you you're gonna die
Storm coming, you'd better hide
From the atomic tide
Flashes in the sky
Turns houses into sties
Turns people into clay,
Radiation minds decay

Robot minds of robot slaves
Lead them to atomic graves
Plastic flowers, melt in sun,
Maybe moon falls upon
Dying world of radiation,
Victims of mass frustration
Burning glow of unseen fire,
Like electric funeral pyre

Buildings crashing
Down to the stoney ground
Rivers turn to wood,
Ice melts into blood

Earth lies in death bed,
Clouds cry water dead
Tearing life away, here's the burning pay
Electric funeral
Electric funeral
Electric funeral
Electric funeral

And so in the sky shines the electric eye
Supernatural king takes earth under his wing
Heaven's golden chorus sings,
Hell's angels black their wings
Evil souls fall to hell,
Ever trapped in burning cells!