Tekst:
Winds Of Plague Against The World

brown. Creatures buried deep wont stay in the ground. Come take a walk on the dark side with me. Peel away the earth and raise the dead. Back from the grave to strike again

Forward, oh! Forward, oh! You are the one, you've got no war. I was born in pain aches. We're enemies! This is the time, from this fucked world around

: Here we go, here we go again, Down that same old dead end path Nothing to my name just a head full of dreams Nothing to prove and nothing to lose Take

your shoes Don?t buckle under pressure, you got to keep your head together Skeletons are busting down the closet door No longer is your secret safe You are the world

flicker on his face Until one day he smiled It seemed as though with pride The wind kissed him goodbye And then he died Yeah, I've left the world behind

on his face Until one day he smiled, it seemed as though with pride The wind kissed him, goodbye and then he died Yea, I've left the world behind, I

will be power packed with force Staging the plaguing of the raised platform Against the seventeen winds and the two twin twelves All the goodness that the western world

the holy god's empire We command the under world Kings of agony and killing Death bringers unfolding unholu truth Waging th burning war against Servants

doin' in the ghetto Thinkin' if we was thorough we can deceive the devil You can't win, your life be end, try again Shorty said, "Why we born again to die again