Perdition 歌词

Mushrooms of sickening slaughter their makers are the earth's own blighters Burning through all man-made shelters bloody pulps of men and women shattered More blasts are going on in the distance Fire away to wipe out the resistance Blinding waves of light in the distance Feel the need to call for assistance See the sky for a startling sighting Grim and eerie turn of the fighting Hundred thousand missiles and spearheads Their sight is an unnerving appearance Make your way to the nearest bunker Run away from the nuclear barking In a few seconds you will be dead 'cause the bombs are all at your tread The wheel of conclusion Leveling the sands of life Grains of what used to be Split by the cycle of doom Decay The fate of humanity is to burn in the flame of truth Reaching higher, engulfing our tears stripping away their masks The soothing hand of Death is well within our doomed grasp