A Spellbound Discharge Of Fear The Eternal Defiance For Man The Coming Of Doom Un-This-Holy Ground Expecting Damnation Hailing Regression Gather Souls In Celebration Of Pain Finally
Be Two Steps Ahead When You Fuck (Finally) Approach The End Idolized Leaning On Decline The Apocalyptic Thrill The Final Downfall I See It Coming Up For You Relentless Doom
Earth; the pagan Reign of Nature... now the time is right (too late) fall from Grace, New Age Messiah as a lightning cracks the the sky show the world its final
When the dark and light collide We know that we'll meet our doom From this point there's no return Final revelation... freezing our soul ... Now we feel
Here they come These Gods of steel Megatron Devouring what's concealed Speed of death Cross fired they stare Final breath From vaporizing glares Raised
I will escape your wrath 666 This is not my way doom, sorrow for eternity Lights shine below in hell Forever burning Words of insanity scream out The final
you have destroyed So, do your wheaping elsewhere, not here I will never forgive you my brother For letting me rot in your pits of doom This time it's final
Ageless hands of a wicked race Malicious fury of hell forged hate Clawing with rage out from below Uprising realms of sickness grows Mocking our doomed
Extinction, your final goal Now you're the relic And so again, you stand here settled, so convinced Blindfolded, hate filled, without regrets The center of attention Doomed
Through birth we sign the proclamation of the doomed We climb the corpses of refinement each day in attempt to bring us one step closer to our goal of
The twisted flesh, alive or dead Their veins are flowing with the blood of death The final act, the last taboo Yes! It's truth the dead will feast on
death Death!! Earth, has, no, future... Doom!! The coven of the hateful prepared For the overpowering of the god Revenge would bring vindication Revenge would finally
left, the insane must survive A one way path, that leads to death, at one within their minds There's no one here, to guide the weak, From creeping, pending doom
Honey, I'm home! Would you come here and look at this? There's something funny up in the sky! Is it a bird? Is it a plane? Honey, look it's your doom!
children of creation futuristic dreams we sift Clutching violently we whisper with a liquefying cry Any deadly final answers that are surely doomed to
it Shake it Shake it Fascination, I want you Fascination, I want you, I do The most vital thing in pop is the epitome of doom You wake up in a cold
marijuana inna your brain I'm knocking on your door But you can't move no more You're stoned (so stoned) You old hippie in the final sky Fluffy clouds
religion Now I listen, close my eyes, and forget I even exist I sing a bastard's tune, inspired by the noise The ship made before it sank and was finally
