[G. Tipton, C. Tsangarides]

Unholy Satan begs
He don't make no sense
Striving down there to
Recruit all of you
Do not live in sin
Or taste the fear again
Someone's coming back
Fuck the almanacs

Premonition say
Better step away
Skeptics preach a lot
Watch in aftershock
Heed the prophecies
In your offices
Someone out the blue
Explodes into view

The time is near
The day has dawned
Be prepared
For what's to come

He's the man
Armageddon
Walking through fire
Metal Messiah
He's the one
The father, the son
Creator destroyer
Metal Messiah

Heaven's in a state
Someone's at the gate
Crashing isn't cool
He don't know the rules
Stepping in he says
Time to rock the place
Like they've got a choice
Then all Hell breaks loose

Hell ain't ready for
What he's got in store
Time you fuckers had
Change of management
Better fornicate
Before it's too late
Cranks the power up
As he detonates

Never too late
To extricate
In the event
Die or repent

He's the man
Armageddon
Walking through fire
Metal Messiah
He's the one
The father, the son
Creator destroyer
Metal Messiah

You can pray to him
Auditorium
Buy the merchandise
Cheap at twice the price
Rising up above
With his decibels
He's come down to earth
Next the universe

The time is near
The day has dawned
Be prepared
For what's to come

Never too late
To extricate
In the event
Die or repent

Metal Messiah
Thy kingdom come
They will be done