Malefic

The land may melt, The sky may fall, But they will come, and consume us all. These malefic visions, they speak through me, They tell of what the world could be, What has been built must be destroyed, Every man answers the call of the void. Oblivion awaits, All hope is gone, Those who think they'll survive, Will be proven wrong. These malefic visions, they speak through me, They tell of what the world could be, What has been built must be destroyed, Every man answers the call of the void.