Lyrics:

When the plains were turned to smoke
By the ones who burned within
And the infected souls gave rose to the challenge
Of burning on the sand

As they dial the voltage inward
It extinguishes the flames
And the charred remains withhold the black stain
Do whatever but spit on my grave

Blood rain!

Now your dead scare begins
To be bouted off your crops
You feel like a kid with the rooftop falling
Last wheel servants, they're now calling

You wage another war, you fight another battle
When your searching for the door that leads you to the Heaven
But there isn't any time to contemplate calamity
The apocalypse is on, are you fucking ready?

All your bandits walked away, but the pain is growing dim
But your battle scars will always remind you
That the fear of walking are beat out of you

Now your soul is floating upwards
Your bodies down in the bend
You head forth to the sky, a deeper descent
You found your home, you found your home in that

You wage another war, you fight another battle
When your searching for the door that leads you to the Heaven
But there isn't any time to contemplate calamity
You were standing at the birth of tribal extinction