Lord Of Flies Songtext / Lyric

Above The Earth Swarm Thousands
On The Ground They Run By The Sign of The Sun
In The Wastes Summons A Voice
A Voice of Destruction, The Calls For Starvation
Abomination Towards The Sun
Now There is Nowhere To Run

Fou And Cursed
A Home Of Ugliness, Torture And Pain

Take Me There

The Horror That hides Behind This Supernatural being
Four And Cursed

The Stench of His Desert
What Have I Done?

He Is Lord of Flies