Versus - Moonspell

I am thinking vultures ripping the flesh

Smashing the bone

I am thinking hailstones shot to the head

Making the giant fall

I am hearing pipes, the pipes of Pan

I know it’s wrong

I am hearing lies, the lies of man:

They’re written in the stars above!

So crawl back to your hole!

Wait for thy kingdom come

So crawl back to your hole!

Tonight no one will come

The fire can’t tame us

We’re not making peace

And haters can’t break us

We’re growing fierce

In the end of times, no prophecy just you and me

In the end of times, the thrill of the flight

I am here to take your life

I am thinking snake oil rubbed in the skin

Enter the poison!

I am thinking arrows stuck in the heart

All men are mortal

I am biting the apple, the rotten core

The worm wants more

I am healing the blind, the book of the dead

Be prepared to meet your end!