Doomed Immortal: Engineered Mechanical Suffering Lyrics: Ed Rhone
There is a grotesque alliance With knowledge, technology and science Bound by man, to create the perfect virus. That will render this world silent.
Prophecies are calling for - suffering Revelations have been wrote - genocide
For an end is to come, It will be delivered on the wings of Death With his sickle in hand he opens your soul and the virus takes you Slowly at first but then you bleed out Infecting all those who are dear to you
THe winds of plague brings the days of death It is the beginning of the end
Engineered mechanical suffering Sickness brought forth from technology
Engineered mechanical suffering Sickness brought forth from technology
For an end is to come I have foreseen this prophecy in my darkest dreams It will be delivered on the wings of Death With his sickle in hand he opens your soul and the virus takes you Slowly at first but then you bleed out Infecting all those who are dear to you
There is a disease In the mind of mankind A sort of madness That pushes for domination
The lust that power creates In the mind of a dark soul Can lead to mayhem A violent combination
Visions of mass infection Created and brought forth from an artificial blight released upon the population