Ancient scribes foretold of war
Give them what they're asking for
Thick with dust, the air chokes us, we must
Move underground
Death squads roam the streets at night, we should not be found

Prophets predicted but they were ignored
Now we suffer the wrath of war
God of hatred and vengeance and violence
Bring our eternal silence now

Go! Into the darkness we ride
Nowhere else to hide
How many millions have died?
Now! The prophecy fullfills itself
Fueled by greed of wealth
Damned to a life spent in hell

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