all hail the unseen one he who dances in the shadows bathing in the darkness exuding from the very bowels of mankind, with such longanimity had he tolerated this anomie, but now with unimagined malice he prays for an end to the atrocity known as man (chorus) and when the world finally comes to an end, he'll simply laugh and smile, for he would take such comfort in knowing there would be no tomorrow, he'd take such comfort in knowing we will never see another day 
Sweet irony has reared itself again, in that the one who is disgusted with the way mankind has degenerated wishes for all that is living to suffer 
Understand that he is hopeless, he is bitter, and he is filled with great spite, from witnessing first hand man's decline, he is simply hopeless, he is bitter and is filled with great spite (chorus) 
Bidding Farewell to a loathesome world...