Testo Apocalennium

Call the storm, thunder and lightning shall mark my revenge Rain shall fall washing away the debris of the past Entering a new millennium of pain of war of suffering of terror of darkness of hatred of madness of carnage of bloodshed this tempestost world will shatter and die Into the apocalypse we fall - angels of agony dancing defeat Into the apocalypse we fall - the threads are torn, lost and gone Crown of thorns worn with pride throughout all the pain Lightning strikes, illuminating judgement done This world is lost It's falling to pieces In my hands Call the storm, thunder and lightning shall mark the rebirth Pouring rain wreaking wrath from heavens above Tear the shroud, cleanse the face of the earth of debris Then await a new millennium the dawn of the ligh