Cryptic Winds

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The day has come
for all to die
An end without reprieve
(the) Cryptic Winds
shall sing its song
serenading world's demise

Our blackened hearts
Our vacant souls
Desolation makes our home
We curse this world
in blackened blood
Death, now takes its toll

What once was
shall be no more
Evil thrives once again
Disharmonized...
the storm grows strong
as we kill by the light of the moon!

Atomic death
Global genocide
Total destruction
Final holocaust