Within the wreckage, Lying behind the rusted door      The pleasures so cold, The pleasures so cold      Under the leaches, Blood so red, it starts to fall      The method so old, The methold so old      Within the closet, Child in need scratches and brawls      It's parents are gone, It's parents are gone      Outside the wind blows, Cry havoc in the darkend halls      No one hears their call, No one hears their call      From nation to nation, The same stories told      Catastrophe      From ages to ages, The cruelty in souls      Catastrophe      Under the lampshade, Scratching into her fragile skull      The flesh, it's all gone, The flesh, it's all gone      Beneath the brown soil, Murder rots in covered holes      The millions are cold, The millions are cold      Within the damp cell, Man hangs from bloody cords      He couldn't have more, He couldn't have more      Behind the station, Virus takes it's deadly toll      The needle was old , The needle was old      From nation to nation, The same stories told      Catastrophe      From ages to ages, The cruelty in souls      Catastrophe      Don't cry my child   This is the end