Pestilence
Come and see
So it has begun, the days of vengeance
The great tribulation, inciting seven years of living hell
We are the harbingers, the apocalypse
We will ride out, across the world
Bring with us final judgment, the time of end
I am but the first, more will follow me
From the seals, galloping, trampling every shred of hope
You poor, naive devoted fool
You chose to break the seal, now I am released!
My arrows will blacken the sky
Shroud your precious world with plague and disease
Through your careless curiosity
You doomed the entire planet and yourself
Hoping to be raptured into a glorious afterlife
Instead you paved your own way to hell
So it has begun, the days of vengeance
The great tribulation, inciting seven years of living hell
We are the harbingers, the apocalypse
We will ride out, across the world
Bring with us final judgment, the time of end
This lust for advancement and perfection inborn in humanity
Blindly following your precious scientists onto a path of sacrilege
Your misguided views of freedom and democracy playing right into his game
His quest for power fulfilled by your own hands, bowing down unsuspectingly to the Man of Sin
By his will, the abomination
By his will, desolation, your just reward
Those who see the crown and the ivory horse
They will know they are too late
There is no escape from this plague
Futile efforts made to contain
Sickness without reprieve
They will suffer, agony!
This affliction will blight the earth
Wishing to be dead, way before the end!
So it has begun, the days of vengeance
The great tribulation, inciting seven years of living hell
We are the harbingers, the apocalypse
We will ride out, across the world
Bring with us final judgment, the time of end
I am but the first, more will follow me
From the seals, galloping, trampling every shred of hope
You poor, naive devoted fool
You chose to break the seal, now I am released!
My arrows will blacken the sky
Shroud your precious world with plague and disease
Through your careless curiosity
You doomed the entire planet and yourself
Hoping to be raptured into a glorious afterlife
Instead you paved your own way to hell
So it has begun, the days of vengeance
The great tribulation, inciting seven years of living hell
We are the harbingers, the apocalypse
We will ride out, across the world
Bring with us final judgment, the time of end
This lust for advancement and perfection inborn in humanity
Blindly following your precious scientists onto a path of sacrilege
Your misguided views of freedom and democracy playing right into his game
His quest for power fulfilled by your own hands, bowing down unsuspectingly to the Man of Sin
By his will, the abomination
By his will, desolation, your just reward
Those who see the crown and the ivory horse
They will know they are too late
There is no escape from this plague
Futile efforts made to contain
Sickness without reprieve
They will suffer, agony!
This affliction will blight the earth
Wishing to be dead, way before the end!
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Writer(s): Martin Vos
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