Maelstrom of coming war leads the blade Consuming our vengeance Our detest hate is ranged with nuclear klotons
The sight of loaded gun, the final strike In war already lost in the beginning Vacuum belongs to blind
Fanatic weapons blasting, gets shattering the earth And more than prey they'll become - never Hardened, they're haunted and subsequently Will find asylum in paws of their own created vultures
I conjure that The human kind's self-putrefaction Too enfeebled to defiance from the deceit Shall die
Scorched earth i witness Rigid time in the reverence of dust Thawing light dwells, awaiting the last strike No fragile human being!
