Murder
Sepultura
3:27A legion of demons Born from boundaries of death Like an onslaught of evil To destroy this Earth Covering the morbid skies Like a mist of sulphur I can see Satanas Cursed of death Terminate masses and reigns With bloody axes of hate The beasts of son of devil Tormenting the preachers of Christ The humans try to react To this nuclear war Which is like a endless pain Burning in the fire of Hell Covering the morbid skies Like a mist of sulphur I can see Satanas Cursed of death A legion of demons Born from boundaries of death Like an onslaught of evil To destroy this Earth