Apocalypse Lyrics

Bring us the end

Harvest the crops of Men
Horrid winds are blowing today
Hear them! Its is the wrath of Cain
Bringer of plagues and disease

Doom leads your hand, Writing the Apocalypse

A Gods that wants to die
A tragic kind of killer
Lunatic, fanatic
Your self's greatest deceiver

Sulphur rain

You'll know the secrets of Hell
Your leaders... revealed
Shadows cover the naked kings
Bringer of plagues and disease
Doom leads your hand, Writing the Apocalypse
A Gods that wants to die
A tragic kind of killer
Lunatic, fanatic
Your self's greatest deceiver
GOD WANTS TO DIE!
You can turn Paradise into a wasteland
It is your greatest design
As tyrant, you demand nature's powers to obey.
From suicidal wrath no one will escape...