When you're ripe - i'll bleed you

Dry of all your hope

I'll plauge your worthless soul blind

Rotten to the core

Rotten to the core



I am destruction, famine and plauge

At the end of all dead-end streets

I am disease, I eclipse the sun

There's nothing else but me



When you're at ease - i'll starve you

Drag you through the waste

I'll numb the pain - then sting you

Suffer the aftertaste

Suffer the aftertaste



I am destruction, famine and plauge

At the end of all dead-end streets

I am disease, I eclipse the sun

There's nothing else but me



The living end

The living end

There's nothing else but me

There's nothing else but me



I am destruction, famine and plauge

At the end of all dead-end streets

I am disease, I eclipse the sun

There's nothing else but me