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Reality, death will set us free

We all want to die, no cure we can find

This is the end of mankind

Sorrows comes, death it rains

Upon us all the same

Sickness comes, nothing safe

All existance grave

Death it comes and nothing can stop the pain

Of tomorrow's plague

Science creates weapons to keep us safe

If only we know what our fate holds

The virus, it feeds off the vein that it bleeds

One little cell sends us all to hell

Bodies fill our streets,  we bow in defeat

Nightmares, the face of all our dreams

Sorrows comes, death it rains

Upon us all the same

Sickness comes, nothing safe

All existance grave

Death it comes and nothing can stop the pain

Of tomorrow's plague

Solo

With blood on our hands, we don't undestand

My future is changed, blackness coats our veins

How quickly it spreads, we spite up our dead

Reality, death will set us free

Sorrows comes, death it rains

Upon us all the same

Sickness comes, nothing safe

All existance grave

Death it comes and nothing can stop the pain

Of tomorrow's plague