Storm Of Evil

Tell me sweet ones, what would you say

If you were going to die today?

A meaningless death for others than me

The gods have spat on your destiny

The seed of rot has flowered your minds

Stenching harder for each word you say

Go ahead, think your last godless thoughts

- Your last I'm sure as hell they'll be

Yeah

(I say) you'll die freezing

In the storm of evil

(I say/yeah) the hornd proclaiming armageddon

Is the sign of the storm of evil

Speeches of dis-worship calls forth the divine

Slice your words with the lashes of the whip

Your soul bleeds bloods as it pounds on your skin

We drink from the chalice of frightened screams

Armageddon wields its rusty sword

Casting plague upon the weakest of souls

Doom's evil eye fall exclusively upon you

- You, my dears, will be the first to fall...

Only true believers will survive the storm of evil

'Said only true believers will survive the storm

Of evil

EXECUTE

We drink from the chalice of frightened screams