Ektomorf - The Worst is yet to Come
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Listen listen
to the distance thunder
It's coming closer it's geting louder
Feel feel
the cold wind on your face
Hear them whisper the dead from the grave
The Bells the Bells
They toll the tone of death
Evil is coming this the end
lightning strikes over the land
Open the gates unleashes hell

The worst yet to come
The worst yet to come
The worst yet to come
The worst is yet to come

The rain the rain
Black sky will bring you pain
Just close your eyes and say goodbye
Pray pray
Go down on to your knees talk your God
Get ready to Die
The Devil the Devil
he Walk in to Your church
he want your soul no silver no gold
The Wolf's the wolf's
The Children of the night they scream up to the sky
To kill the lights

The worst yet to come
The worst yet to come
The worst yet to come
The worst is yet to come

The sky The sky
Look at them how they fly
Thousands of Demons they will eat your mind
Fear fear
You shivering from Fear
The four horsemen comes apocalypse is here
Cold So Cold
You will never see the sun
Everything is gone where is your God
He left you behind turn he's back on you
Now your alone he was never True


The worst yet to come
The worst yet to come
The worst yet to come
The worst is yet to come