Within the wreckage - Lying behind the rusted door

The pleasures so cold - The pleasures so cold

Under the leaches - Blood so red, it starts to fall

The method so old - The methold so old

Within the closet - Child in need scratches and brawls

It's parents are gone - It's parents are gone

Outside the wind blows - Cry havoc in the darkend halls

No one hears their call - No one hears their call

From nation to nation- The same stories told

Catastrophe

From ages to ages - The cruelty in souls

Catastrophe

Under the lampshade - Scratching into her fragile skull

The flesh, it's all gone - The flesh, it's all gone

Beneath the brown soil - Murder rots in covered holes

The millions are cold - The millions are cold

Within the damp cell - Man hangs from bloody cords

He couldn't have more - He couldn't have more

Behind the station - Virus takes it's deadly toll

The needle was old - The needle was old

From nation to nation- The same stories told

Catastrophe

From ages to ages - The cruelty in souls

Catastrophe

Don't cry my child

This is the end