Boxes full of Armageddon, boxes full of death
Boxes sitting in my doorway, boxes someone left
For me to see
Boxes full of Armageddon, boxes full of death
For me to see
Boxes full of Armageddon, boxes full of death
For me to see
They were well-worn cardboard boxes, bulging from the weight
Of documents obsessed with mindless slaughter and decay
For me to see
Boxes that depicted a sad reality
Full of fiction and reflections of insanity
For me to see, For me to see
Boxes full of Armageddon, boxes full of death
For me to see
Boxes full of Armageddon, boxes full of death
For me to see
Boxes full of Armageddon, boxes full of death
For me to see
Boxes full of Armageddon
Boxes full of death
