SOUNDS AROUND DISAPPEAR 
SKY TURNS BLACK THE STORM IS NEAR 
CLOUDS OF FLIES AND LOCUST SWARMS 
WRATH OF HATRED WITH IT´S HARMS 
ROAR GROWS LOUDER, EARS WILL BURST 
SOULS ARE FILLED ONLY WITH THIRST 
...AND NO ONE WILL HIDE! 
END OF THIS WORLD NOW IN SIGHT 
ALL IS WRONG AND NOTHING´S RIGHT 
BLOOD FLIES THROUGH THE DARKEST SKY 
LIGHT WAS JUST A FUCKING LIE 
WILL THAT FENIX RISE AGAIN? 
TO CONTINUE THAT IS INSANE 
LIFE INSANE 
DEAD INSANE