When you`re ripe - i`ll bleed you
Dry of all your hope
I`ll plauge your worthless soul blind
Rotten to the core
Rotten to the core
I am destruction, famine and plauge
At the end of all dead-end streets
I am disease, I eclipse the sun
There`s nothing else but me
When you`re at ease - i`ll starve you
Drag you through the waste
I`ll numb the pain - then sting you
Suffer the aftertaste
Suffer the aftertaste
I am destruction, famine and plauge
At the end of all dead-end streets
I am disease, I eclipse the sun
There`s nothing else but me
The living end
The living end
There`s nothing else but me
There`s nothing else but me
I am destruction, famine and plauge
At the end of all dead-end streets
I am disease, I eclipse the sun
There`s nothing else but me