Final Stand

Black clouds billow to the sky darkness signals your demise my hatred for this world grows with every breath you take you desecrate all I believe question all that's pure to me I won't rest till the day your blood is on my hands some day a real rain will come and wash the filth away my hatred for your world grows with every breath you take I won't rest till the day your blood is on my hands when it comes it will be your final stand when that storm comes it will be your final stand this is your last chance your blood is on my hands this is your last chance this is your final stand some day a real rain will come and wash the filth away my hatred for this world grows with every breath you take I won't rest till the day your blood is on my hands when that storm comes it will be your final stand black clouds billow to the sky darkness signals your demise I won't rest till the day your blood is on my hands you desecrate all I believe question all that's pure to me and when that storm comes it will be your final stand