Armageddon

You think you’re so great
You’re way up in the sky
You look at me low
As if in hell I lie
You see my face full of mud
You think you’re a god
You like the way you are
You like where you are
You like being high above
In the pedestal you love
The last card I have to play
No one for long will stay
You think the odds are won
Here comes Armageddon