Cast from heaven, the deity cry Sent to die form heavens sky The unholy angels unfurl their wings To make way for the war up high
The dark angels relentless plan Won't stop till they conquer the saviors land The unly horde they unsheath their swords Brining hate and anger as the battle unfolds
Hate in their eyes, look to the sky Prepare to die Vengence is theirs, no blood to be spared Seiging the gate
White feathers, falling like snow Drifting down, the crimson flows Divine angels, slaughtered like lambs For the darkess has shaded his sacred land
Winged Corpses lay on the ground Heaven is hell with chaos abound Satan's army stands alone Lucifer points and they charge the throne The soil of heaven is cold and plain God fear crys out in pain Storms of chaos are left in their wake Heavens throne is left to take
Vengence is theirs, no blood to be spared Sieging the gate
Heaven own lie dead in stacks With the smell of brimstone, it all goes black They charge the Throne, the final attackTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
