9 acessos
Virus, a silent war, the solution to a screaming crowd,
Force, and force it more,
No lies!
Disorder, your essence burns all life,
your entity is the solution to a breeding mass,
the elixir of anti-life.
His will be done, a world dies at last,
pain in focus, (solidarity mocked),
these days are to be remembered.
Disorder, your essence kills,
your entity is the solution to a breeding mass,the elixir of anti-life.
Mother Nature takes her final breath,
The End, the Sixth Extinction,
it will purify us all.
Disorder, your essence kills,
your entity is the solution to a breeding mass, the elixir of anti-life.
Disorder, your essence cleans our souls,
your entity is the flame that burn my mind, my outmost wish, to write all ends.
The elixir of anti-life!