Ma petite apocalypse Musique de la jungle Regarde du fond du calice Une trainee de poudre Ma petite apocalypse J'aurais pu etre a la table des princes
les poules au poulailler Tu sens que ca vient la, ouh, ca y est {Refrain:} Apocalypse C'est tout de suite, poursuite, cours vite, coup de speed, mouille le sweat Apocalypse
There?s a place that I?ve found As far as I can see This place lies within The depths of my dreams In a garden surrounded By fire and trees Through the
the final storm Placing the final score, chasing the final storm Her eyes hold the apocalypse Her eyes hold the apocalypse Her eyes hold the apocalypse Her eyes hold the apocalypse
With the guards of Magog, swarming around, The Pied Piper takes his children underground. Dragons coming out of the sea, Shimmering silver head of
Dis-moi Est-ce le vent Est-ce le vent Qui a gronde en se levant ? Dis-moi J'allais repondre a cette voix A cet enfant Oui c'est le vent Un bombardement
Greed and addiction drowned their pity Washed away their thoughts of compassion and regret A world left wounded, slaved and raped Your paradise is hell
anymore. I can hear it in your voice. There's always a catch. We're going nowhere. And we're going there fast. Anything to watch? While we are waiting. For this apocalypse
arsenal pour t?esquinter Tu peux meme envoyer tous tes pedes Dans ma cave y a de la place pour les decouper Appelle moi Hannibal Refrain (x4) Apocalypse
Laisse-moi seul tomber La terre s?ouvre en deux Le soleil eclaire la nuit Tout prend feu Autour autour de moi Les enfants meurent Mais mais mais mais
Declare this an emergency come on and spread a sense of urgency and pull us through and pull us through and this is the end this is the end of
the crypt Total eclipse Suffer unto my apocalypse! Tyrants awaken my apocalypse! Demon awaken my apocalypse! Heaven awaken my apocalypse! Suffer forever my apocalypse
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Our situation does not change because we're all the same. You feel empty, ha! I guess it's the end coming... Apocalypse!
Even Crows are silent this year There's no name for the Mood Presages escort its way That1s how Gloaming comes From its cloak - Invisible - The dagger
ancient book's word WE ARE... WE ARE THE ONES... WHO'LL FACE THE STEELGODS OF THIS LAST APOCALYPSE... ...OF THE LAST APOCALYPSE! Now... Algalord
