Anois! Apocalypse! Anois!
Tá muid ag dul, Tá muid ag dul, Tá muid ag dul go dtí an apocalypse anois!
Up to the sky, down to the ground
Over the plains the flames of death are already starting to grow
Tá muid ag dul, Tá muid ag dul, Tá muid ag dul go dtí an apocalypse anois!
Right to our hearts, through the back of our brains
To the core of our souls we will hear the screams of our wains
The people in power, up in their towers
Couldn't be bothered even bothering to bother about it
The people with brains, can only explain
Over and over and over and over and over and over and over again
Tá muid ag dul, Tá muid ag dul, Tá muid ag dul go dtí an apocalypse anois!
Too many fools, talking' like fools
Dragging the conversation down into the shit
Anois! Apocalypse! Anois!