Little Girl:
Daddy what's it gonna be like in the year 2000?

Dad:
Well, sweetheart, for your sake I hope it'll
all be peaches & cream. But I'm afraid the end
time is near. The cataclysmic apocalypse referred
to in the scriptures of every holy book known to
mankind. It will be an era fraught with boundless
greed & corruption where global monetary
systems disintegrate leaving brother to kill
brother for a grain of over cooked rice. The
nations of the civilised world will collapse under
the oppresive weight of parasitic political
conspiracies which remove all hope & optimism
from their once faithful citizens. Around the
globe, generations of polluters will be punished
for their sins. Unshielded by the ozone layer they have
successfully depleted, left to bake in the searing
naked rays of light. Wholesale assassinations
served to destabilise every remaining government,
leaving the starving & wicked to fend for
themselves. Bloodthirsty renegade cyborgs created
by tax dodging corporations reek havoc. Pissed off
androids tired of being slaves to a godless &
gutless system, where the rich get richer &
the poor get fucked over and out, unleash total
world wide destruction by means of nuclear
Find more similar lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.com/zonholocaust, annihilating the terrified masses,
leaving in its torturous wake nothing but vicious,
cannibalistic, mutating, radiating, and horribly
disfigured hordes of satanic killers, bent on
revenge, but against whom? There are so few left
alive. Starvation reins supreme, forcing unlucky
survivors to eat anything & anyone in their
path. Massive earthquakes crack the planets crust
like a hollow egg shell, causing unending volcanic
eruptions. Creatures of the seven seas, unable to
escape the certain death upon land, boil in their
liquid prison. Disease then circles the earth,
plagues & viruses with no known cause or cure
laying waste to whatever draws breath, and
human-kind having proven itself to be nothing more
than a race of ruthless scavengers, fall victim to
merciless attacks at the hands of interplanetary
alien tribes who seek to conquer our charred
remains. This is Extinction Level Event, The Final
World Front. And there is Only, One, Year, Left.

Little Girl:
Wow, that's cool, I can't hardly wait!

Dad:
You don't have to, because here it is...
echoes out