|
And the skies turned red with the foul blood |
|
Of a thousand angels... Assail them all |
|
Their essence freely flowing through the tired |
|
Gates of heaven... no longer will they stand |
|
Liberate tutemet ex infernis |
|
Let the fires of rebellion burn down the sky asunder |
|
Liberate tutemet ex infernis |
|
They will drown in their own life |
|
Hear the Pounding of the hooves |
|
It is the sound of the dead dragging your hearse |
|
Give way to the second war |
|
And welcome this storm of chaos |
|
That will tear at the very essence of your being |
|
The bitter harvest of souls begun |
|
The signs from the book of Enoch have come to pass |
|
Stand or die |
|
We are on the verge of an epic battle long foretold |
|
Only one thing is certain.... this is death |
|
Liberate tutemet ex infernis |
|
Visions of doom, sights of eternity |
|
Heed my words of gore |
|
Hear the unholy prophecy of doom |