Judas Priest o Sands of Time o Pestilence and Plague o Death o HD - Lyrics in description

Track 7,8,9 off "Nostradamus" Disc 1 [2008]. The winds of change are everywhere And all the world must be aware There's nowhere left for man to go The sands of time are running low These visions fall before my face I see the end of human's race These feelings rise inside my soul And everything is our of control The winds of change Are in the air The winds of change Are everywhere -- 2:36 -- Pestilence and Plague The storms from the gods make us Perish with hunger. Starvation and drought Are unleashed on this earth Reap what you sow From our greed and our treasures Far more than we need Now far more than we're worth Nella tentazione Cercando la gloria Il prezzo da pagare E' la caduta dell'uomo Now can we live In dispair and in sorrow Our children are lost With all that we love Plague spreading forth To lay waste to our culture Civilizations demise from above Nella tentazione Cercando la gloria Il prezzo da pagare E' la caduta dell'uomo This world revolves and I foretell The end of man resides in hell For you can see that in my heart We will depart Nella tentazione Cercando la gloria Il prezzo da pagare E' la caduta dell'uomo Nella tentazione (Into temptation) Cercando lagloria (In search of glory) Il prezzo da pagare (The price we pay) E' la caduta dell'uomo (The fall of man) -- 7:46 -- Death I will take your final breath And I will be your last regret Cold blood - Runs in my blackened heart Tearing - every soul apart Messenger of death - weild the scythe Of man's Demnation Messenger of death - holds his blade For termination Sin - Is what I Feast upon I'm forging my crematorium Your tomb - Is waiting here for you Welcome to my ritual Messenger of death - weild the scythe Of man's Demnation Messenger of death - holds his blade For termination Death rides out from the storm Deface humanity There's no escape from this Human calamity Death rides out from the storm We turn to god and cry Ignored we turn to face This vengeance from the sky Death rides out from the storm No time left to repent No quarter - No escape No line of self defence Death rides out from the storm In terror we confess Our voice is heard no more His deed is merciless Death rides out from the storm Deface humanity There's no escape from this Human calamity Death rides out from the storm We turn to god and cry Ignored we turn to face This vengeance from the sky Messenger of death - weild the scythe Of man's Demnation Messenger of death - holds his blade For termination.