Cyanide Storm - Pantheon-I

Only plague cursed on man, blackened thorn

The drug of the Gods, Cyanide Storm

A burning thought, twisted and torn

Murder redefined, Cyanide Storm

Sickening experiments in the horizon

Through the eyes of the deceived

Witness the horror embalmed in chaos

As swept across their blinded beliefs

As storms feed upon infernal cries

A revelation by fools, formed by lies

Lack of oxygen, strangled reality

Foes believe the deranged deformity

Dreamlike visions carried by the wind

Embraced in silence from a twisted sin

Legions of cyanide, crown of thorns

Paralyzed from reality by chaos storms

Only plague cursed on man, blackened thorn

The drug of the Gods, Cyanide Storm

A burning thought, twisted and torn

Murder redefined, Cyanide Storm