The concept of fashion Is the one to blame Painting the portrait of Conviction-less existence Well, it must be difficult Being so gorgeous Well it must
asking you for just one thing Eradicate, this disease. Close your eyes. Pray for plagues. Oh Lord cleanse this earth And bring upon our doomsday. Close your eyes. Pray for plagues
Stars are bright, love is right All is gone, All is wrong
Stars are bright - All is right All is gone - All is wrong Overcome with this glove Gonna change our lives Well useful thoughts they come up now For
also that many daggers pointed at their visages The fallen angels, mythical daemons Thriumphant in their blasphemy I am Gordon, my name is annihilation Extremination I am the thousand plagues
, vengeance from the Deep Shrivel the feeble righteous creed Overtune the curse - RETALIATE The Seven Plagues are conquered by hate [Solo: N. Daemon] "Seven Plagues
And yet I've been cleansed with the water. A purity no mind can grasp. A purity so cool upon my fingertips. The vision that i have seen: this is the action
I would like to burn this down. I would like to see it melt in yellow and observe a cloud of blackness rise. Watch it rise as it is wrath himself. Watch
You've compromised your doctrines You've surrendered yourself to fashion. Come back to your faith; Come back to grace. He sang with us and loved others
Distance decreases As if time is a dying cockroach Plagues enclose Plagues enclose Sitting upon this wooden bench I am helpless to billions of bullets
I wish to turn around and return (to her warmth and laughter), but this calling is strong, and denial is impossible. No measure of weight can justify
I am the speaker but what is responsibility? This is beg of you, build me brick upon brick. High tides; waves of hypocrisy. I didn't think the clock struck
Climbing into fire, her hands are forceful We're burying earth in earth White hands, soft hands carefully This makes no sense What's that sound I hear
Bring it to your lips and experience the sulfur infect everything that we've created. Don't twist this around. Don't attempt to justify what we know is
Whatever happened to the integrity Found within a family? I return your glare And my bones are chilled With some sort of sickening Recipe of fear and
Strictly academic no doubt about it Like the 10 plagues of Egypt total epidemic Israelites demand it freedom demanded Waiting in the sand is how they
[Chorus] Thus saith the Lord: Since you refuse to free my people All through the land of Egypt... I send a pestilence and plague Into your house, into
bowels of the earth Defend the chariot arise in tartar On winged horses they attack Transform all suffering into plagues Transform all suffering into plagues
