Songtext von Storm Of Evil

Tell me sweet ones, what would you say If you were going to die today? A meaningless death for others than me The gods have spat on your destiny The seed of rot has flowered your minds Stenching harder for each word you say Go ahead, think your last godless thoughts Your last I'm sure as hell they'll be Yeah (I say) you'll die freezing In the storm of evil (I say yeah) the hornd proclaiming armageddon Is the sign of the storm of evil Speeches of dis-worship calls forth the divine Slice your words with the lashes of the whip Your soul bleeds bloods as it pounds on your skin We drink from the chalice of frightened screams Armageddon wields its rusty sword Casting plague upon the weakest of souls Doom's evil eye fall exclusively upon you You, my dears, will be the first to fall Only true believers will survive the storm of evil 'Said only true believers will survive the storm Of evil Execute We drink from the chalice of frightened screams