Annie and the Apocalypse

(A variation on The Sun’ll Come Out Tomorrow)

When full of distaste
I’ve faced
My Conscience
I repent of my sin;
Begin
To Pray

The Sun’ll go out
Tomorrow
For the wicked there’ll be pain and sorrow
‘Ere it’s done.

Endure it until
Tomorrow.
Oil in your lamp they just can’t borrow;
There’ll be none.

Tomorrow, tomorrow!
He’s coming tomorrow!
It’s only a day away.