So it begins as they start to fall, peoples loved ones they will haul.
Soon dark winter it will arrive, and those awake will surely thrive.
Then there’s those still asleep, it’s for those souls that I will weep.
I’ll do my best to shine so bright, a chosen one a beacon of light.
When winter comes they’ll drop like flies, my heart will ache with all the cries.
So it begins a mass genocide, nothing but love I will provide.
Experimental and poison at best, depopulation part of the quest.
Hard to fathom how they can, conjure up such an evil plan.
Spiritual warfare is at play, choose your side and fucking pray.
In the end God will prevail, the devil will try to no avail.
Soon their cover will be blown, I’ll fight till death and hold my own.