The terror comes from the sky
A trail of death, doom and destruction
Nature against the bastard son
There’s no hope to survive
I don’t know if I got strength to carry on

Storms and floods
Melting lava
Living torment
Catastrophe

I look around myself
It seems to me like I’m living in hell
I pray to God someday I’ll find
My whole life that was left behind
There’s no hope to survive
I don’t know if I got strength to carry on


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