| A cloud of hate draws near tonight | |
| I doubt that it will pass | |
| So be prepared and stay out of sight | |
| Tonight's the night for the clash | |
| Society breaks down tonight | |
| Streets are coloured red | |
| Black rain, black hate, black end | |
| The ghost of civilization will ascend | |
| Black rain, black hate, black end | |
| The dust of devastation will descend | |
| A battle cry now breaks the night | |
| As the tragic fight begins | |
| The city streets now a zone for war | |
| A play with death where no one wins | |
| Society broke down tonight | |
| Streets were coloured red | |
| Black rain, black hate, black end | |
| The ghost of civilization will ascend | |
| Black rain, black hate, black end | |
| The dust of devastation will descend |