The apocalipse is unescapable Mimic of generations that past Useless nerves reayd to feel The infliction of life The end of all
isnt really that vibe between him and I. Nigga die, bye, 'til I rise to the occasion. Determined that I make it, no matte what I'm facin'! [Chorus] [Flesh-n-Bone] We all
teddy bears No lullabies for them Every mother's nightmare Will it ever end Suffer The Little Children At the hands of evil men You who done the deed
along side Believing our world and all that existed within Should end in flame And our dead heroes and warriors Were all swept to Asgard Were swept
chopped off, I will still be able to hear, for at least a moment, the sound of my own blood gushing from my neck. That would be the pleasure to end all
, through all the time I spend faking it My soul is proving capability and prone that when alone Without the father?s consecration flesh manipulates Constantly, continual battles might end
Oh, she feels so all alone And begs him to walk her safely home And the madness starts all over again Calhoun's curse is the preacher's end 'Cause the
of the cross is life God's Human Oddities Live for the flesh embraced until the end Mortify the deed of the flesh (die in the end) Why do you deny
skies were united in a storm. Unholiness and all that's unblessed appeared in another form. Like a raging plague all across the land all women gave birth
The Trees Bastard Of Thousands Selfish God Of All Sullen Skies Alight In Curiosity If All Else Ends, This Time Man Has Arranged A Doubt In All Shortcomings
, got my deeds for the day All my cute little words About how I am saved, am I saved? Could I love you with my mouth Like a church kid should? The end
reverence left Immemorial fire in their eyes I would perish at the given signal At the slightest touch from my soul Tainted prophet in flesh For all
her wicked ways Her cold heart, so hate-scarred May the curse fulfill so flesh and blood and bone Will turn to stone A marble palace all in white Dominantes
, I've been a saint, Done both good and evil deeds Oh, but in the end, I was good to my friends And that's good enough for me. Oh good Lord, they say all
reverance left Immemorial fire in their eyes I would persih at the given signal At the slightest touch from my soul Tainted prophet in flesh For all
all the terrors of the Outer Darkness against thee! Behold the true extent of my power... My flesh is a shrine wherein all demons dwell! [THE WARRIORS
of the Immortal mystically encased within the blade instructing the Scion of Hyperborea to commit himself to one final, cataclysmic deed... a deed which would end
