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Annihilation we must face

Racing from the depths of space

Winged assassin sheds no tears

Baring down on all man’s fears

Fire rains down from molten skies

Air ignites, all flesh will fry

The world we’ve known is falling now

Crumbling spires are crashing down

Futile man, he runs and hides

Can’t escape the coming tide

Mass extinction, it will reign

For those who are left, they feel no pain

From the void

The harbinger of death is coming

It’s too late

The world will see and understand it’s fate

He will die a death

Won’t see his shame until his dying breath

No, no

Day of judgement, it’s at hand

Pain and suffering 'cross the land

Greed and hate has ruled the past

All’s forgiven, not so fast

Price is set, has yet been paid

Invoiced, billed to those who’ve stayed

The race is run, there is no doubt

Sands of time are all poured out

From the void

The harbinger of death is coming

It’s too late

The world will see and understand it’s fate

He will die a death

Won’t see his shame until his dying breath

Oh yeah!

Day of judgement, it’s at hand

Pain and suffering 'cross the land

Greed and hate has ruled the past

All’s forvgiven, not so fast

Price is set, has yet been paid

Invoiced, billed to those who’ve stayed

Race is run, there is no doubt

Sands of time are all poured out

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