LYRIC FOR SALE

By Patrick Power

From the sky it came, the megablast
The story through time long foretold
From fractured firmament rising fast
The Evil to whom our souls were sold

Too late now to seek redemption
Too late now for your salvation
His time has come, you’re on our own

Peeling faces search above
Evil flies disguised as the Dove
Spreading disease over land and sea
Poisoning the flesh of you, the blood of me
From his sick hand we cannot flee

We cannot flee
His time has come

(Behind this verse a tolling bell and the sounds of “bring out ya dead)
The sick and dying pile high
As sinister wheels of tumbrils role
Leather jacket angels roar, the time is nigh
Their skeletal hands claw your soul

You can run, you can run, you can run yeah
You can run, you can run, you can run yeah
You can run, you can run, you can run yeah
But
You can’t hide

Too late now to seek redemption
Too late now for your salvation
Violence and pain your destination
Violence and pain your destination yeah, yeah


Brother killing brother like Able and Cain
There is no redemption ‘neath the black rain
Fathers and daughters battle incestuous lust
Writhing in the blood of the slain
It’s too late now
His time has come

The Reaper walks gathering the dead
Reinventing his gift of pain
Suffer little children now go to bed
Closing your eyes and ears to the calls
Of the insane

Walking through the fire of your dreams
Stumbling over the bodies of the dead
Unable to wake them with your screams
To the darkness of the void, they are wed
They are mine; they are mine now yeah, yeah, yeah
They are mine


Now the world is his, damnation’s ours
(They did it again)
To suffer eternity not just hours
(They did it again)
And all your thoughts, dreams and sexual desires
Burn like a crown of thorns in the holy fires
OF HELL
YOUR LIVING HELL
YOUR LIVING HELL

NUCLEAR FALLOUT
MEGABLAST
NUCLEAR FALLOUT
MEGABLAST
NUCLEAR FALLOUT
MEGABLAST
(Fade out with tolling bells and “bring out ya dead”)

(Six seconds of silence)
MEGABLAST