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Heed the fire, that shall arrive
Mother earth, on the way to die
No one knows, what's coming next
Incoming, the mist of death
The world has a new lord
In the mist of death
He hides, he waits
Then when someone´s near
He´ll give ém fear
Final countdown, ticking now
The new lord, steps out from the fog
Earth stops to turn, and begin to burn
He delievers you, a certain death
But never painless or quick
You must suffer
To his needs
You must heed
Fall to your knees
You must ask what he need
You must suffer
He wants you to bleed
Heed the dancing fire
He release the bait
And silently awaits
Your life hangs now upon his thread
That he´s about to cut
You can't shout
There´s no way out
Goodbye
Heed the fire, that shall arrive
Mother earth, never gonna surrvive
Heed the fire, in his eyes
Mother earth, shall never rise
No one knows, where he's from
From the sky, some say
The world, has a new lord
A fallen God
Out from the mist
In the darkest hour
A lord, my shepard
Drawing his sword
And swings
Chop, and of with their heads
He hungers, for the dead
Once they called him God
Now they call him Death
It´s late
// J.V.
Heed the fire, that shall arrive
Mother earth, on the way to die
No one knows, what's coming next
Incoming, the mist of death
The world has a new lord
In the mist of death
He hides, he waits
Then when someone´s near
He´ll give ém fear
Final countdown, ticking now
The new lord, steps out from the fog
Earth stops to turn, and begin to burn
He delievers you, a certain death
But never painless or quick
You must suffer
To his needs
You must heed
Fall to your knees
You must ask what he need
You must suffer
He wants you to bleed
Heed the dancing fire
He release the bait
And silently awaits
Your life hangs now upon his thread
That he´s about to cut
You can't shout
There´s no way out
Goodbye
Heed the fire, that shall arrive
Mother earth, never gonna surrvive
Heed the fire, in his eyes
Mother earth, shall never rise
No one knows, where he's from
From the sky, some say
The world, has a new lord
A fallen God
Out from the mist
In the darkest hour
A lord, my shepard
Drawing his sword
And swings
Chop, and of with their heads
He hungers, for the dead
Once they called him God
Now they call him Death
It´s late
// J.V.
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