The Ancient Plague
Kreator · Enemy Of God [2005]
Silent places after rain
Monuments fall the last strike of fate
End time ravens over blood oceans flames
Spread the ancient plague
Among the wolves of wrath
As the last sad existence enters the grave
Battle torn the angels cry with not a soul to save
Let us close our eyes and dream of the plague
Spread the ancient plague
Among the wolves of wrath
Purify the earth from all it's worms
Dissolving into the void through the thunder and the storms
Let us close out eyes and dream of the plague
Patriots and Warfare
Demonstrating arrogance
Superior armys waiting for their final call to arms
Winds of mayhem choirs for the final pestilence
A gospel rapture battlecry of barbarians
Death to all the empires
Death to lifelong wars
Death to bitter sons of the antichrist
Death to the World
Silent places after the rain
Monuments fall the last strike of fate
End time ravens over blood oceans flames
And I saw millions of souls
Preparing for the last incarnation
No more earthly pleasures no more life's temptation
And the ghosts of long forgotten sociates
Cast out wicked dreams from the heart of the lost
The future is drowning in the ashes of the past
And through the toxic stench of human tragedy
A savious apears in a red mask in front of me
AND SATAN IS HIS NAME!!!!!
Monuments fall the last strike of fate
End time ravens over blood oceans flames
Spread the ancient plague
Among the wolves of wrath
As the last sad existence enters the grave
Battle torn the angels cry with not a soul to save
Let us close our eyes and dream of the plague
Spread the ancient plague
Among the wolves of wrath
Purify the earth from all it's worms
Dissolving into the void through the thunder and the storms
Let us close out eyes and dream of the plague
Patriots and Warfare
Demonstrating arrogance
Superior armys waiting for their final call to arms
Winds of mayhem choirs for the final pestilence
A gospel rapture battlecry of barbarians
Death to all the empires
Death to lifelong wars
Death to bitter sons of the antichrist
Death to the World
Silent places after the rain
Monuments fall the last strike of fate
End time ravens over blood oceans flames
And I saw millions of souls
Preparing for the last incarnation
No more earthly pleasures no more life's temptation
And the ghosts of long forgotten sociates
Cast out wicked dreams from the heart of the lost
The future is drowning in the ashes of the past
And through the toxic stench of human tragedy
A savious apears in a red mask in front of me
AND SATAN IS HIS NAME!!!!!