Within the wreckage, Lying behind the rusted door
The pleasures so cold, The pleasures so cold
Under the leaches, Blood so red, it starts to fall
The method so old, The methold so old
Within the closet, Child in need scratches and brawls
It's parents are gone, It's parents are gone
Outside the wind blows, Cry havoc in the darkend halls
No one hears their call, No one hears their call
From nation to nation, The same stories told
Catastrophe
From ages to ages, The cruelty in souls
Catastrophe
Under the lampshade, Scratching into her fragile skull
The flesh, it's all gone, The flesh, it's all gone
Beneath the brown soil, Murder rots in covered holes
The millions are cold, The millions are cold
Within the damp cell, Man hangs from bloody cords
He couldn't have more, He couldn't have more
Behind the station, Virus takes it's deadly toll
The needle was old , The needle was old
From nation to nation, The same stories told
Catastrophe
From ages to ages, The cruelty in souls
Catastrophe
Don't cry my child
This is the end
Catastrphe
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