The Doom Of All Fires - Cavalera Conspiracy

The doom, the doom

The doom of all fires

The ghost, the ghost

The ghost of all martyrs

The dust, the dust

The dust of empires

The roar, the roar

The roar of the lion

The crash, the trash

The crash of the west

The grind, the mind

The grind of all life

The horror, the sorrow

The horror of all sorrows

The pain, the hate

The song remains insane

Unrest, the last retaliation is red

The few, the youth

And now you must kill

The roar, the war

The roar of the war

The sick, the weak

Awaken in their sleep

The fallen not forgotten

Shall inherit this earth

The blood, the flood

The blood and the fire

The hate, the fate

The hate of the land

Incinerate the hate

Apocalyptic rage

Beyond, beyond

Will thrash and burn

The call, the call

The call of the unknown

The fall, the fall

The fall of babylon

Inflikted, inflikted

Muthafuckin' wicked

Slaughter, slaughter

Slay without sorrow

Tomorrow, tomorrow

Will bring the new order

The storm, the storm

I follow the storm

Ta’foda, ta’foda, detona mixhell

They tell me about a place, another race

Another life, another world without a trace

A world without name

They tell me about a place

Where they don’t stab you in the back

They don’t spit in your face

They don’t shame on your name