Agent Steel

Their mating has started
There's no way to stop them
Brushed by the wings of the king, Nostrodamus
Thundering Black of the swarms are upon us
The cup of the wrath, the winepress of death
The whore and the beast are having a feast
on mankind and his weakness
The scabs of the lustful, the womb is distrustful
subsiding with pain, The Abyss
A small open country with wide open fields
The villagers run from the pain that they yield
The bite of the locust, the witchdoctor's potion
The curse of the insect's infection
Deceit is upon us, the sores that won't heal
The signs they're preparing are being revealed
They fly in a pack, prepare for attack
Carnivorously lusting your flesh
Flying, striking, spreading their wings
There's no denying their presence
The prophecy's done, they warned us they'd come
Soon they'll be coming for you
The battle is won, but losing the war, 'Geddon is so very near
They've broken the seal, their coming for you... ATTACK