Smog pumping in my lungs
My death day finally comes
The rivers I bled
The dirt is dead
Man equals shit
I was fed
As mist swirls in
My life's in the wind
My lips go numb
As pain sets in
Wings of Armegeddon
I can feel
With its flight my soul
It will steal
No more vicious circles
No more plastic crowns
My blood to mud
My luck runs out
As mist swirls in
My life's in the wind
My lips go numb
As pain sets in
Wings of Armegeddon
I can feel
With its flight my soul
It will steal
Wings of Armegeddon
No more vicious circles
No more plastic crowns
My blood to mud
My luck runs out