Raise me up through the blue blue skies
Let me fly
To a land where my soul will never die
Strap me in to this divine machine
Let me see
All the things that no mortal eye has seen
Well I know that the cup is empty
The barrel has run dry
But they say there's a land of plenty
Awaiting in the sky
Fire me deep into the frozen void
And I'll find
A new home far from this one we've destroyed
Way out there beyond the veil of night
Kingdom come
And everything is gonna be alright
There will be no rising seas or atom bombs
No fear for the future
Just you and me and the chosen ones
Who were fit for the Rapture
Sing hallelujah our souls are saved
Let's raise the dead from their cryo-graves
And all their sins forgive
Don't mourn for those who we leave behind
All their mushroom clouds will be silver-lined
They die that we might live
Well I know that the cup is empty
The barrel has run dry
But they say there's a land of plenty
Awaiting in the sky
There will be no rising seas or atom bombs
No fear for the future
Just me and you and the chosen ones
Who were fit for the Rapture