Run!

Since the master has sent us
We proclaim the end of us
Of the riders of inquinity
Feed his ulcer of envy

The truth is like a tempest
It comes to you and you can hear it
To announce the news is so bitter
And it's coming here to destroy it

Dying in the night as they lay
We announce the coming of Doomsday
No mercy will be shown
Run, run or be overthrown

The truth is a chorus of wind
No angel comes to avenge you
These days are your last
It will break you like little sticks
It comes to you as perdition

The truth is a chorus of wind
No angel comes to avenge you
These days are your last
It will break you like little sticks


Lyrics submitted by John M

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