Apocalypse Lyrics & Chords By Septic Flesh

Bring us the end. + Harvest the crops of Men. + Horrid winds are blowing today. Hear them! + Its is the wrath of Cain. + Bringer of plagues and disease + Doom leads your hand + Writing the Apocalypse
A Gods that wants to die
A tragic kind of killer
Lunatic, fanatic
Your self's greatest deceiver.
Sulphur rain. + You'll know the secrets of Hell. + Your leaders... revealed. + Shadows cover the naked kings. + Bringer of plagues and disease. + Doom leads your hand + Writing the Apocalypse
A Gods that wants to die
A tragic kind of killer
Lunatic, fanatic
Your self's greatest deceiver.
GOD WANTS TO DIE!
You can turn Paradise into a wasteland.+ It is your greatest design.
As tyrant, you demand nature's powers to obey.
From suicidal wrath no one will escape...