Kreator. Terrible Certainty. Storming With Menace. Zeneszám

A black cloud hangs over your existence
All of your thoughts dismal and gray
The end of compassion lies in the distance
Your future only falseness and dismay

Storming with menace, falsehood rules their brains
Storming with menace, lies, hate and dismay
Storming with menace, hatred grows in me
Storming with menace, it rules them, you will see

You are taught to storm through barricades
Breaking down walls, leaving ruins behind
Your victims cannot be sure of their fate
Confused and terrorized are their minds

Storming with menace, falsehood rules their brains
Storming with menace, lies, hate and dismay
Storming with menace, hatred grows in me
Storming with menace, it rules them, you will see

Storming with menace, falsehood rules their brains
Storming with menace, lies, hate and dismay
Storming with menace, hatred grows in me
Storming with menace, it rules them, you will see