Testo The Worst is yet to Come - Ektomorf
Testo della canzone The Worst is yet to Come (Ektomorf), tratta dall'album Reborn
Listen, listen, to the distance thunder
It's coming closer, it's getting 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 is 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, get down on your knees
Talk to your god and die
The devil, the devil, he walks in to your church
He wants your soul, no silver no gold
The wolves, the wolves, 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
No one can help you, you'll die alone
Burning in endless pain
Tortures from nightmares, will come alive
And haunt you forever
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 his back on you
Now you're 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
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Writer(s): Zoltan Farkas
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