"When the weapons are stronger
Than their masters" 

There [bad word] a day
When all are killed
fate that we all share
prophecy of doom fulfilled
With no-one left to care
weapon that should not be used
Because there's no control
plague ensures that both sides lose
monster with no soul 

It reaches out in the night
Preying on its victims
No way to survive
You'll die of the plague 

[bad word] that now [bad word] to earth
Where must the blame now lie
government that sponsors death
science against life
They claim to protect us from harm
I say that they all lie
They claim for peace we must be armed
With weapons they devise 

It reaches out in the night
Preying on its victims
No way to survive 

Now there are but a few left
To live amog the dead
They survived while most men died
Including those who led
[bad word] can't discriminate
It kills all it infects
And for those who have survived
There isn't much now left 

It reaches out in the night
Preying on its victims
No way to survive
You'll die of the plague