The fog is vile and thick
And the air is tasteless
The ground is decorated with bones
While the sky is dark and cold
The demons move like roaches
And eat like mice
They die everyday
Cause they care not for life
There's no good
No right
Nothing to fight
It's just dark death
And screams with cries
"It rained red"
Like life it dies
Your powerless to the melody of the song
As your engulfed in the darkness of the psalm
