SOUNDS AROUND DISAPPEAR
SKY TURNS BLACK THE STORM IS NEAR
CLOUDS OF FLIES AND LOCUST SWARMS
WRATH OF HATRED WITH IT´S HARMS
ROAR GROWS LOUDER, EARS WILL BURST
SOULS ARE FILLED ONLY WITH THIRST
...AND NO ONE WILL HIDE!
END OF THIS WORLD NOW IN SIGHT
ALL IS WRONG AND NOTHING´S RIGHT
BLOOD FLIES THROUGH THE DARKEST SKY
LIGHT WAS JUST A FUCKING LIE
WILL THAT FENIX RISE AGAIN?
TO CONTINUE THAT IS INSANE
LIFE INSANE
DEAD INSANE