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LIGHTNINGS ARE CLEAVING THE SKY

THE FIGHT OF TITANS IS PREDESTINATED

THE SEED OF HATE, ONCE SOWN,

HAS GROWN UP AND IS RIPE

ELECTRIC WIND

YOU FALL TO YOUR KNEES, IN FRONT OF THE CREATOR

A THUNDERSTROM RAISES FROM HIS LUNGS

IT IS YOUR COWARDICE YOU REALLY FEAR

THE DEATH YOU PREPARED FOR ANOTHER IS, NO TAKING YOU

THE AIR IS VIBRATING,

SPACE IS BENDING TO A CURVE

VOID IS TEARING YOU APART

ELECTRIC WIND

ELECTRIC WIND

YOU FEEL INSIDE

ELECTRIC WIND

YOU FALL TO YOUR KNEES, IN FRONT OF THE CREATOR

A THUNDERSTROM RAISES FROM HIS LUNGS

IT IS YOUR COWARDICE YOU REALLY FEAR

THE DEATH YOU PREPARED FOR ANOTHER IS, NO TAKING YOU

THE AIR IS VIBRATING,

SPACE IS BENDING TO A CURVE

VOID IS TEARING YOU APART

ELECTRIC WIND

ELECTRIC WIND

You feel inside

ELECTRIC WIND