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There's a pestilence upon this land

Caused by no god or divine hand

The mortal's deeds will be their doom

Curse all deceivers awaken is at the end

That is the dark prophecy

Wisemen foretold in the ancient days

About all the evil will in our race

Monstrocities that soon would cause an end

As long as there are hidden treasures on earth

Man will leave no stone unturned

To drive in out with a possession of greed

I witness the human dramas, Man's endless failure

An orbital decay, A nuclear grave

Millennium of the dark prophecy

Trapped in a no-mansland (icy cold)

Somewhere behind the enemy line

Black clouds rising

Like a spectre shadow so undivine

I stare into a thermonuclear future

Awaiting The storms of the apocalypse

The Results of madness is all around me

From a parasitic existence of misery