Feel chaos in the air, the moon is turning red Prophecy from the past, an outcome they will dread Once sacred religions die, now what can they do? The rising of the Wolfer clan, life becomes anew
The Antichrist they all seek, exists in you and I Their stories of a perfect god was nothing but a lie Manifested madness plagues the once peaceful streets And act of persevering lies at our fucking feet
The apocalypse!
And they worshipped the dragon which gave power Unto the beast, and they worshipped the beast Saying, who is like the beast? Who is able to make war with him? And there was given unto him a mouth speaking great things and blasphemies And power was given unto him to continue And you the people ask who is the beast and why should we care?
