Paroles de The Infestation

Cycle unending in endless question Infects (mankind/the pure) like disease Everlasting lasting season of distress and anguish Few thousands endure deep in the cracks of the earth Unable to withstand Living above ground No choice but to infest Burrowed deep within Breeding a new race Knowing not (what once was/was is above) Delusive duration Suffrage unending, wakes the beasts within Lakes of fire overflow, unlocking the gates of sheol Ageless form now free (unleashing minions) Fulfillment prophecy The end time is here (in the earth the people scream/here the angels scream) A sickening harmony Passing on in defeat