Doomed Immortal: Engineered Mechanical Suffering
Lyrics: Ed Rhone
There is a grotesque alliance
With knowledge, technology and science
Bound by man, to create the perfect virus.
That will render this world silent.
Prophecies are calling for - suffering
Revelations have been wrote - genocide
For an end is to come,
It will be delivered on the wings of Death
With his sickle in hand he opens your soul and the virus takes you
Slowly at first but then you bleed out Infecting all those who are dear to you
THe winds of plague brings the days of death
It is the beginning of the end
Engineered mechanical suffering
Sickness brought forth from technology
Engineered mechanical suffering
Sickness brought forth from technology
For an end is to come
I have foreseen this prophecy in my darkest dreams
It will be delivered on the wings of Death
With his sickle in hand he opens your soul and the virus takes you
Slowly at first but then you bleed out Infecting all those who are dear to you
There is a disease
In the mind of mankind
A sort of madness
That pushes for domination
The lust that power creates
In the mind of a dark soul
Can lead to mayhem
A violent combination
Visions of mass infection
Created and brought forth
from an artificial blight
released upon the population
Society is not prepared
For death is on his way
Society is not prepared
For death is on his way
