hope of a cure Your passing is a sure thing Your thoughts are empty and hopeless Nothing is left for your now Having to live with this terrible certainty
hope of a cure Your passing is a sure thing Your thoughts are empty and hopeless Nothing is left for you now Having to live with this terrible certainty
: Roman Empire, Christian persecution is here Strongest desire: eradicate the new sectarians Hunting down those who pray the new words Awaiting their
: A black cloud hangs over your existence All of your thoughts dismal and gray The end of compassion lies in the distance Your future only falseness
: Pesticide in torrents, how fast it flows Total pollution the earth can't stand much longer Chemical industry brings new diseases The fear of self-destruction
: The war is here The future stops Existence ends Apocalypse will take our lives One by one As cities fall As cultures die As hope for survival Turns
: See the sun for the last time Remember - make your will before you come to this place Choose your weapons and I'll take mine Me or you, no-one knows
: Treacherous without compassion You sought expression through them all Sadistic and perverted urges Dictated they had to fall Spent your youth in reformatories
: Entering a part of your mind Where reality is lost and time stands still Dreams and nightmares are one Only hell knows if this is real No human being
cure Your passing is a sure thing Your thoughts are empty and hopeless Nothing is left for your now Having to live with this terrible certainty Praying
Entering a part of your mind Where reality is lost and time stands still Dreams and nightmares are one Only hell knows if this is real No human being
Roman Empire, Christian persecution is here Strongest desire eradicate the new sectarians Hunting down those who pray the new words Awaiting their fall
The war is here, the future stops Existence ends Apocalypse will take our lives one by one As cities fall, as cultures die As hope for survival turns
Treacherous without compassion You sought expression through them all Sadistic and perverted urges Dictated they had to fall Spent your youth in reformatories
See the sun for the last time Remember make your will before you come to this place Choose your weapons and I'll take mine Me or you, no-one knows, we
A black cloud hangs over your existence All of your thoughts dismal and gray The end of compassion lies in the distance Your future only falseness and
hope of a cure Your passing is a sure thing Your thoughts are empty and hopeless, nothing is left for your now Having to live with this terrible certainty
