Letras:
Winds Of Plague

: Ohohohohoh [gregorian chants] The bell tolls The black plague has struck Diseased eyes roll upwards As if knowing which direction their souls will

: Peel away the earth and raise the dead. Back from the grave to strike again. We have come as children of the night. Sworn to drain everything of life

: I live my life as an outcast. and I wouldn't have it any other way. most hated from day one. i find solace in solitude. take my life in stride with

: Once again I'm faced with myself. Standing before the shattered mirror. Blood drips from my shard shredded hands. Oh God, if you are there, now's the

I call my home and I'm home with the evil at heart. Check check, HA HA HA. Back again and again! Fine, fresh, fierce, we got it on lock. Winds of Plague

: Wretched villains rise from the settled dust. Creed of tyrants form from loss and tragedy. Code of men stripped with no loyalty. We sat on the fence

: Its all boiled down to this. A futile attempt to sway the struggle. Were all destined to perish. Put down by your self seeking greed. With the great

: I stand before you as a sinner. A mother fucking heathen dragged face first down the road of treason. Bound for the bowels of hell I'm always one step

: We have long traveled these separate paths. Our own quests to the meaning of life. Low or high all roads end. The only importance is what you have