Plague leads to death Evisceration plague Driven to kill, this is not my will I am compelled to slay Invisible foe takes control My entrails are in my hands Experimental pathogens, a devil's design The dark side of science breeds a weapon of war

On the wings of a snow-white dove He sends His pure sweet love A sign from above On the wings of a dove When troubles surround us, when evils come The body grows weak The spirit grows numb When these things beset us, God doesn't forget us He sends us His

Incomplete, alone and unfinished, my flaws in design are all I've become I can feel myself wither away, the darkest of evils, this way will become Isolation, mutilation as predicted this love has torn us apart From temptation to damnation, my heart bars

A sign of evil Witness the twilight of the gods Will they ever return A storm will take us And then wipe us out There's no retreat We're trapped in twilight While the gods will drowse Gods will drowse

On the wings of a snow-white dove He sends His pure sweet love A sign from above On the wings of a dove When troubles surround us, when evils come The body grows weak The spirit grows numb When these things beset us, God doesn't forget us He sends us His

On the wings of a snow-white dove He sends His pure sweet love A sign from above On the wings of a dove When troubles surround us, when evils come The body grows weak The spirit grows numb When these things beset us, God doesn't forget us He sends us His

He lives in you The end of an era One starts anew You know the devil There's a sign in the rain Every now and again It is a symbol of hope In the midst of a catastrophic episode In the hour of death

On the wings of a snow-white dove He sends His pure sweet love A sign from above On the wings of a dove When troubles surround us, when evils come The body grows weak The spirit grows numb When these things beset us, God doesn't forget us He sends us His

On the wings of a snow-white dove He sends His pure sweet love A sign from above On the wings of a dove When troubles surround us, when evils come The body grows weak The spirit grows numb When these things beset us, God doesn't forget us He sends us His

On the wings of a snow-white dove He sends His pure sweet love A sign from above On the wings of a dove When troubles surround us, when evils come The body grows weak The spirit grows numb When these things beset us, God doesn't forget us He sends us His