Before the dawn there lie Creatures that wish to only call you their own Through the pain and darkness The heavens can hear their cries
"Pull back!" Calling echoes from behind The howling of a curse is something that can't known Draining the flesh that is ours Welcome to a new era of hell
Creeping through the black the pain is just too much A pungent smell, the vile stench of putrid scum Leaps and bounds, across the ground they walk upon Watch the sun become the night
The world above will not longer harbour them The world below will no longer stand by them Good night good luck is all that is said to the few that remain
Then the antidote is no longer within your reach A fiction of all hope created for the weak This is their way of life As infected choke on their souls
Creators that infect and devour The transformation almost complete With the future of the entire human race.
With the future of the entire human race in the palm of my hand, The burning desire of the undead mind
Goodnight good luck is all that is said To the few that remain
With the future of the entire human race In the palm of my hand, “Good night, good luck” is all that is said To the few that remainTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
