Perdition Lyrics

Mushrooms of sickening slaughter

their makers are the earth's own blighters

Burning through all man-made shelters

bloody pulps of men and women shattered



More blasts are going on in the distance

Fire away to wipe out the resistance

Blinding waves of light in the distance

Feel the need to call for assistance



See the sky for a startling sighting

Grim and eerie turn of the fighting

Hundred thousand missiles and spearheads

Their sight is an unnerving appearance



Make your way to the nearest bunker

Run away from the nuclear barking

In a few seconds you will be dead

'cause the bombs are all at your tread



The wheel of conclusion

Leveling the sands of life

Grains of what used to be

Split by the cycle of doom



Decay



The fate of humanity is to burn in the flame of truth

Reaching higher, engulfing our tears

stripping away their masks

The soothing hand of Death is well within our doomed grasp