Under the cold storms of blood the corpses are broken Lost innocent remnants will be shake with roaring thunders The rumbling is going greater, uncontrolable violence, dragging behind it the holes of the past
Infection will run into the brains of living and dead till the end of time
Wild mutant hordes will walk on the loosers world Seeking for healthy victims to put out their flesh Watching the light coming from the burning clouds Hope is away they wait to die
Atrophy grows under the skin, in nerves and bones Genetic change aberration takes the shape of life Unknown deseases run quickly around mankind There`s no safe place the winter burns
