Boxes of Armageddon
The Residents
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
There 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 Armageddon, boxes full of death