Molten Vole

It will end in scorching fire
A spectacle to admire
Good times
Mankind will behold fury
And our mortal forms will cease to be

I'm a ghost
You're a ghost
We're ghosts now
We no longer appear to have eyebrows
And my trousers have fallen down
Yeah!
Destroy the world for me
I'll clap energetically

Regardless
Of the absence of impact
My hands
Will not make contact

Earthquakes will rip through the planet
Tearing holes in flesh and granite
The rich populace
Ask yourselves this
As you leave the earth
What's your wealth worth?

I'm a ghost
You're a ghost
We're ghosts now
We no longer appear to have eyebrows
And my trousers have fallen down
Yeah!
Destroy the world for me
I'll smile appreciatively

What has taken so long?
You got it so wrong
And you had no plan for me
That's clear enough to see