KREATOR (Coma of Souls)

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COMA OF SOULS

Masters of war Merchants of false peace Bleeding the lives of the lost Feeding them terminal disease Breaking the rules No matter who gets hurt Wholesaling useless trash Charging twice what it's worth Freedom of thought a mirage “The coma is endless and deep Feeling so worldly and wise -Fooled by the friends we keep Spirits on ice : never be free One dimensional lives With the coma of souls outlive eternity Children are pawns For generals to play and kill Mercy will never be found Where the mayhem is done for the thrill Righteous crusades Murder to honor a god? No one is saved Dead bodies shrivel and rot Deep in the unconscious mind Lies the oldest wisdom Buried by centuries Of war and inquisition Truth is raped and crucified By the man with savage brains And greed flows forth in endless waves From fools to wretched slaves

WHEN THE SUN BURNS RED Savage heat is searing Global warming has begun Mother Earth is reeling No protection from the sun Forest fires are raging While the rivers turn to ice Foolish man creating Mother Earth's cruel demise Hailstorms, tornadoes Cold spells, untimely frosts Heat waves and blizzards Global Death's the cost Faces the end of time As we plunge towards the day Can't deny the signs When the sun burns red The earth will turn From blue to gray Winter turns to summer Then the seasons disappear No one needs a prophet To explain what's all too clear Oceans overflowing Islands drowning everywhere Leaders wouldn't admit it Now they're crying in despair Hailstorms, tornadoes Cold spells, untimely frosts Heat waves and blizzards Global Death's the cost Faces the end of time As we plunge towards the day Can't deny the signs When the sun burns red

From blue to gray Now rain shall wash away sad remains of man Cities once so proud shall collapse when all is done and said