Take me from here The plague have begun A cold wind of death Swept up the earth Silence and darkness Give us the final cliché The sky turns black And the
Worries of death Has nigth There's no turning back A disease that will destroy Silence and darkness Give us the final cliché The sky turns black And the sons of darkness Gather for the final crusade
Warriors of death Heads up the march There's no turning back A disease that growing strong
Chose path blood fire death loose eternal life Follow the signs torture murder death It is his return it is his revenge
You sounded consumed with fear Life has only begun Death comes tumbling Nowhere to run Nowhere to hide Nowhere to run
