Apocalyptic Paranoia کے بول

can you see the end the writings on the wall a message in blood a final deathcall like the fatal sting poison in my veins preparing for war unleashing reprised hate an excuse to kill don't need a better reason a pleasure in itself a fertile dying season i breathe famon and breed disease a living plague i sow the seed i plant the living and harvest the dead graveyards to be filled apocalypse today bloodletting is at hand i see bodies burn i smell the stench of doom young and old in pieces nothing but a tomb