A man conceived a moment's answers to the dream Staying the flowers daily, sensing all the themes As a foundation left to create the spiral aim As a movement
Declare this an emergency Come on and spread a sense of urgency And pull us through and pull us through And this is the end, yeah, this is the end of
Beautiful doom Bang! Pow! Boom! Beautiful doom Bang! Pow! Boom! Beautiful doom Wonderful doom Beautiful doom Everybody dies, gargoyle skies Main attraction
Goodbye, cruel world Of this shape, a star of five Also applies to the one with six sides Against the sun and against the moon I warn you that these
A year has passed since the funeral The smell of rotten earth A blackened space and time Write my name around a circle of fire ...In a pace of shadow
Welcome To The Apocalypse (Preamble) Welcome to the apocalypse. The rain falls into the deepest chasm of despair. Despair. He opened his arms and she
Evolution lives harmonious with extinction We must die We masquerade as flourishing flowers but live as stagnant weeds We must die We are the fertilizers
Doom!! Destructions ready to unfold, death is what the future holds Hate's the boiling over in the mutants slowly planning Their dark revenge of the saviour
Friday night in the Kingdom of Doom Oh, ravens fly across the moon All in now, there's a noise in the sky Following all the rules and not asking why
What you gonna do? Time's caught up with you Now you wait your turn, you know there's no return Take your written rules, you join the other fools Turn
Race of doom Race of doom Is it on? Is it off? Reply Is it on? Is it off? Reply Is it on? Is it off? Reply Is it on? Is it off? Reply It's a matter
You start as pulsing colors You start as an unclear signal But if I lay back and relax, the images start to come through 0 1 1 0 0 1 1 0... You have a
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Roll me along, roll me along If it don't kill me, it'll make me stronger Roll me along, roll me along If it don't kill me, it'll make me stronger If it
I was swimming in the cool waters of an oasis I was swimming in a mirage I was wondering just where this road would take us It's the same one that we
Cigarette man Filthy, my streetwise friend Yellow-stained fingers, barefoot until the end He will wander when he's able A dusty mind, and rusty memories
Cover your face with the mask of the blind man You cannot see through dead men's eyes When a bird flies into the house When the cotton smolders on the