"Pestilence Reigns" lyrics

"Pestilence Reigns"

I can hear the sirens
Screaming from the sky
What will it take for me to sleep through the fucking night?
For now it is over
But how long will it last?
A new day reveals the destruction
The onlookers just gasp

Mortar rounds and napalm
A city under siege
Mothers clutch their dying children
Don't tell me, this is just another casualty (Fuck no!)

Pestilence reigns, bringer of plagues - the end is near
How can there be a tomorrow? There was no today
Catastrophic, misanthropic, darkness is now under way
The light of the future comes only from burning remains

Another sleepless night
Another air raid
I can feel the terror set in, coursing through my veins
Annihilation, anxiety
My fearful thoughts drowned out by the deafening artillery

Mortar rounds and napalm
A city under siege
Mothers clutch their dying children
Carnage in the streets, set this shit up
One, two, three... go!

Pestilence reigns, bringer of plagues - the end is near
How can there be a tomorrow? There was no today
Catastrophic, misanthropic, darkness is now under way
The light of the future comes only from burning remains

Pestilence reigns, bringer of plagues - the end is near
How can there be a tomorrow? There was no today
Catastrophic, misanthropic, darkness is now under way
The light of the future comes only from burning remains


Writer(s): David Davidson
album: "Existence Is Futile" (2009)
Revocation - Existence Is Futile album cover
Enter The Hall
(Instrumental)
Across Forests And Fjords
(Instrumental)
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