R.O.T. - Anacrusis

Pools of blood of deepest red

Waves that soak the world in dead

Watch the bloodbath as it grows

Drowning all hope as it flows

Fear, gripping

We’re, slipping

Watch as the angry masses persecute the weak

As helpless people die…

From death, the air will reek

…Reign of terror

The world’s unrest can’t be dismissed

A guillotine of hate exists

Ignore and it will have our heads

As anger bathes on our bloodshed

Fear, gripping

We’re, slipping

Watch as the innocent

Fall prey to sickened minds

We turn our backs

But we can’t leave the fear behind

…Reign of terror

Shadow grows nearer

Blackening fear descends

Darkness speaks clearer

Freedom’s light will end

Pools of blood of deepest red

Waves that soak the world in dead

Watch the bloodbath as it grows

Drowning all hope as it flows

Watch as the angry masses persecute the weak

As helpless people die…

From death, the air will reek

…Reign of terror