Modern Primitive cover

Coming Storm Paroles

Septic Flesh

Album Modern Primitive

Paroles de Coming Storm

There is no hope
You are so catastrophic
A flaw of nature, a menace, a bomb device
You are unjust believers
A violating law
This is my final warning, no escape from the cold, from the fear, the storm

A crowd terrified
Divided by fear
Fear

There is no hope
You are so catastrophic
And your defenders are preachers, the stubborn heads
A selfish ecosystem
Addicted to control
This is my final warning, no escape from the cold, from the fear, the storm

A crowd terrified
Divided by fear
Fear
Fear

I am the hand that feeds you
I am the one that kills you
Don't ask me why I won't prevent you from committing suicide You are the last believers
Who violate the law
This is my final warning, you can't fight, you can't win, you can't stop the weather

I am the hand that feeds you
I am the one that kills you
Don't ask me why I won't prevent you from committing suicide

Our nature was our killer
We fought inside
We fought our pride

A storm with great rage (And now we seek a healer)
With warmth inside
To cure our pride

Blinded by hate (The coming storm)
A storm is coming, a storm
A storm with great rage