the eight plague roamed born within eastern wind from the dark prayers of Moses they came to obliterate sin as a swarm of locusts covering the skies and casting all into darkness consumed was the land annahilated was iniquity release them! release them all release them! release them all again! sounds of the swarm, the arousing alarm one tiny entity in thousands a whole anatomy built to consume the idea of the living exhume the thoughts of him in motion with us, within release the wrath of our dead prophet let him unleash again, a force from which we will never regain and as the heavens rain down we stand by watching the world in her final gown seeing her last sun setting so, as the silence arrive and there is morning again the last day of time dawns and humans shall never more reign