Letra de 1348

Future´s comin´ from the past,
Who´s first and who´s last.

Fire´s risin´ off the ground,
Fear´s the king, entire town
Lookin´ up across the sky,
Which one´s turn to die...

All are one and world´s apart,
Undertakers workin´ hard.
You´ll remember the loss of fate,
December ´48...

Devil´s mark is on your face,
Black Death´s all around the place,
Rotten bodies it´s where it at.
Friends are gone, and rat´s get fat,
Cross on fire fights the night.
Crowd in front of the Heaven´s Gate,
December ´48...