Snow falls black, like ash from the sky
Silent streets where the carolers die
Cracked church bells, their echoes decay
No jingle left, just ghosts in the sway
Stockings hung, torn and frayed
Frostbite burns where memories fade
Under the tree, there's nothing but dust
The gift of despair wrapped in mistrust
It’s an Apocalypse Christmas, no stars in the night
No Savior coming, no guiding light
Tinsel's a noose, wrapped tight on the soul
The end’s our carol, where silence takes hold
Faint glow of fire where the world once gleamed
Eyes of the desperate, shattered dreams
Broken toys in a poisoned stream
Santa’s sleigh’s just a fading beam
Angels weep in the shadowed spires
Mistletoe hangs above funeral pyres
The laughter’s gone, swallowed by dread
A crimson dawn where the reindeer bled
It’s an Apocalypse Christmas, no stars in the night
No Savior coming, no guiding light
The clock strikes twelve, a toll of doom
Christmas past, a forgotten tune
The air’s so thin, the spirit’s weak
The ghost of joy no longer speaks
Crimson skies and a bloodstained snow
Where the whispers of hope refuse to grow
In the silence, the truth’s unveiled
This cursed Noel where mankind failed
The clock strikes twelve, a toll of doom
Christmas past, a forgotten tune
The air’s so thin, the spirit’s weak
The ghost of joy no longer speaks
Crimson skies and a bloodstained snow
Where the whispers of hope refuse to grow
In the silence, the truth’s unveiled
This cursed Noel where mankind failed