1. MOTHER PESTILENCE

From distant shores she moves with the wind
On rivers red, through poisoned streams
A plague angel float the seas
Mother Pestilence

We found comfort in her
In her black, withering embrace
We felt the warmth in her
In her fever, the illness in her face
We found comfort in her
In her black, withering embrace
We felt the warmth in her
In her fever, the illness in her face

With ill intent she greets us well
From home to home to fill the tombs
She poured the illness into our wounds
Mother Pestilence

Seed to sow and life to reap
Bodies wither and burn from the inside
Seed is sown and life is reaped
As she moves with the furious winds
Seed to sow and life to reap
Bodies wither and burn from the inside
Seed is sown and life is reaped
As she moves with the furious winds

When skin is touched by her embrace
And the winds she whispered found the trace
Into our pores
Within our lungs
We become her grey silent tongue

From distant shores she moves with the wind
On rivers red, through poisoned streams
A plague angel float the seas
Mother Pestilence

We found comfort in her
In her black, withering embrace
We felt the warmth in her
In her fever, the illness in her face
We found comfort in her
In her black, withering embrace
We felt the warmth in her
In her fever, the illness in her face


2. RUINS OF SERENITY

Here we are
Fear in the flesh
For all to see and feel

Breaking the wall of serenity
Touched by the symptoms of fear
Reaching the state where life becomes
More frightening than death

Shudder in silence, shatter the frail
Anxiety planted – proceeding the strain
Shudder in silence, shatter the frail
Intense apprehension of threats unveiled

Nothing can save you…
Nothing will save you from yourself
Nothing can save you…
Nothing will save you from yourself
As the walls of serenity fall


3. DEREK'S DON'T RUN

Plans of power, plans of greed
Woven like a spider’s web
Hiding, lurking, ready for battle
Brainless humans, feeble cattle

Killing – Planning – Plotting – Action
Killing – Planning – Plotting – Action

Plans of power, plans of greed
Woven like a spider’s web
Hiding, lurking, ready for battle
Brainless humans, feeble cattle

Killing – Planning – Plotting – Action
Killing – Planning – Plotting – Action

Now it is time to show the world
How an alien master race would run this planet
Suddenly they face the barrel of a gun
Cause one thing is certain:
Derek’s don’t run!

Just you wait ‘til I get my chainsaw
Then I will be reborn again
‘cause Derek’s don’t run!

Plans of power, plans of greed
Woven like a spider’s web
Hiding, lurking, ready for battle
Brainless humans, feeble cattle

Derek’s don’t run!
Derek’s don’t run!
Derek’s don’t run!