When the plains were turned to smoke

By the ones who burned within

And the infected souls gave rose to the challenge

Of burning on the sand

As they dial the voltage inward

It extinguishes the flames

And the charred remains withhold the black stain

Do whatever but spit on my grave

Blood rain!

Now your dead scare begins

To be bouted off your crops

You feel like a kid with the rooftop falling

Last wheel servants, that's ??? calling

You wage another war, you fight another battle

When your searching for the door that leads you to the Heaven

But there isn't any time to contemplate calamity

The apocalypse is on, are you fucking ready?

All your bandits walked away, but the pain is growing dim

But your battle scars will always remind you

That the fear of walking are beat out of you

Now your soul is floating upwards

Your bodies down in the bend

You head forth to the sky, a deeper descent

You found your home, you found your home in that

You wage another war, you fight another battle

When your searching for the door that leads you to the Heaven

But there isn't any time to contemplate calamity

You were standing at the birth of tribal extinction