Hopeful at the Apocalypse

When the seventh seal's been broken
 You are pestilence medication
 You could have my food through famine
 Throughout the winding worthless war
 Pave peace, and lay down our swords
 When death waves his bladed staff
 We offer up a light-hearted laugh
 The white-robed martyrs sing your praise
 Through darkened skies and mighty quakes
 Dance until the angels' trumpets sound final
 Like out-of-season Christmas vinyl
 Your energy is your virtue
 With lightest air, search you
 In this light, nothing can hurt you
 Let kindness renew our world view
 Green dress, jean jacket, patches
 Hearts skip like record scratches
 Meet new friends among the masses
 Sorry if I seemed aggressive
 But your majestic spirit's impressive
 The morning's young and herby sweet
 Rub your worn out, weary feet
 The guise of a shameless extrovert
 With a complex, mildly inferior
 Sometimes poets cannot be trusted
 A new day breeds new adjustment
 Your energy is your virtue
 Speak in tongues and search you
 In this light, nothing can hurt you
 Your kindness renews our world view
 Revel in revelation
 Linger in loss of control
 No promises made for breaking
 Just a revival of the soul
 Revel in revelation
 A memory for consecration
 Revel in revelation
 Worries set for abrogation
 Tomorrow return to our stations
 Tonight, revel in revelation
 Your energy is your virtue
 Ending the world to our own tune
 In this light, nothing can hurt you
 White magic joy, our purview
 Revel in revelation