Winds Of Hell

WINDS OF HELL - Written by Carroll Bryant 

Preacher man talks says he's sending a message

Passage to heaven

Angels sing

Where are we heading in the twenty-first century?

Heaven is heaven

Angels sing

And the clouds start to gather 

Nothing matters now

And the sky turns dark and gray

Nothing matters now

Winds of hell blow across the earth

Blow through my body and in my veins

Winds of hell deliver fire

Purple dust from purple rain

Mushrooms grow atop the mountains

In the valleys and desert plains

Trojan horse of the twenty-first century

Pioneers search for easier ways

And the sky starts to clatter

What does matter now?

And the world is to die in pieces 

What does matter now?

Winds of hell blow across the earth

Blow through my body and in my veins

Winds of hell deliver fire

Purple dust from purple rain

Where our sins are flattered

Nothing matters now

And time gets too close for comfort

Nothing matters now

And the clouds start to scatter

What does matter now?

And the flesh is incinerated 

What does matter now?

Winds of hell blow across the earth

Blow through my body and in my veins

Winds of hell deliver fire

Purple dust from purple rain