Armageddon, these arms aint letting go of you even then
Our ashes and dust
Wouldn't sweep up to much
But I'd die, to be by your side
Through red sky
Nobody by, just bombs and butterflies
If it means that God may want us back
You and me
We're bracing for impact
Through harsh winter
No harm from bitter nights even those
And no mean breeze
Can deep freeze my seas
I sail for you alone
Even turns and rolls
O I'd pilot my soul
Though flames to get you home
But if it means
That God still wants us back
You and me
We're bracing for impact
At Armageddon
These arms aint letting go of you even then