Album: Blood In the Gears - Deluxe Edition
Befouler worlds, creeping like cancer! swarm and enfold and Strip
bare I Deep in the heart, dripping and blackened I Wither under its dead
stare I Locked on your spine I No place to hide I The apocalypse horde!
Unending hunger! Unshakable thirst I The apocalypse horde I Kneel and
tremble / fungus and rot, eat the foundation / Imminent collapse so near!
Decades of filth, Utopia's promise I Bring a cadaverous dream I All hail
the war machine I All hail the captor of souls I All hail the great white
dream
The Apocalypse horde
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