Tekster: Kreator. Enemy of God. The Ancient Plague.
Silent places after rain
Monuments fall the last strike of fate
End time ravens over blood oceans flames
Spread the ancient plague
Among the wolves of wrath
As the last sad existence enters the grave
Battle torn the angels cry with not a soul to save
Let us close our eyes and dream of the plague
Spread the ancient plague
Among the wolves of wrath
Among the wolves of wrath
Purify the earth from all of it's worms
Dissolving into the void through the thunder and the storms
Let us close our eyes and dream of the plague
Spread the ancient plague
Among the wolves of wrath
Patriots and warfare, demonstrating arrogance
Superior armies waiting for their final call to arms
Winds of mayhem choirs for the final pestilence
A gospel rapture battle cry of barbarians
Death to all the empires
Death to lifelong wars
Death to bitter sons of the Antichrist
Death to the world
Silent places after rain
Monuments fall the last strike of fate
End time ravens over blood oceans flames
And I saw millions of souls
Preparing for the last incarnation
No more earthly pleasures, no more life's temptation
And the ghosts of long forgotten societies
Cast out wicked dreams from the heart of the lost
The future is drowning in the ashes of the past
And through the toxic stench of human tragedy
A Savior appears in a red mask in front of me
And Satan is his name
Monuments fall the last strike of fate
End time ravens over blood oceans flames
Spread the ancient plague
Among the wolves of wrath
As the last sad existence enters the grave
Battle torn the angels cry with not a soul to save
Let us close our eyes and dream of the plague
Spread the ancient plague
Among the wolves of wrath
Among the wolves of wrath
Purify the earth from all of it's worms
Dissolving into the void through the thunder and the storms
Let us close our eyes and dream of the plague
Spread the ancient plague
Among the wolves of wrath
Patriots and warfare, demonstrating arrogance
Superior armies waiting for their final call to arms
Winds of mayhem choirs for the final pestilence
A gospel rapture battle cry of barbarians
Death to all the empires
Death to lifelong wars
Death to bitter sons of the Antichrist
Death to the world
Silent places after rain
Monuments fall the last strike of fate
End time ravens over blood oceans flames
And I saw millions of souls
Preparing for the last incarnation
No more earthly pleasures, no more life's temptation
And the ghosts of long forgotten societies
Cast out wicked dreams from the heart of the lost
The future is drowning in the ashes of the past
And through the toxic stench of human tragedy
A Savior appears in a red mask in front of me
And Satan is his name
Enemy of God
Kreator
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