The presence of God is gone
His power is vanquished
No hour for us hath dawned
Disappeared in the fury of the serpent
Another liar hath risen from the sea
The wrath we've been promised
Apocalypse reborn through blood
All traitors made to burn in shame

Ignite the eternal flame that serves as the beacon for the fallen ones
Their ravished souls become fodder for those hath captured them
Numbed with terror no resistance is forefront¡­Damned like foul executed then burned

The scent of decay times ten dwells in the inner sorrow
There be daemons, which tower above us all
Tearing us apart yet we don't die only suffer
There be daemons and a fire that greets us all
There be no light from the flames that greet us all
There be no time in the fires that greet us all

Conqueror
Tread their graves, damn their oaths
Conqueror
Destroy their spirits, destroy their will

Reveal the torment, unmask thy pain
Carry us towards mystical voids

I sense the presence of an unholy alliance
Seeped in turmoil, bathed in anguish
The daemonic realm of despondence
Where the sufferers meet their suffering
A cosmic struggle where we hath no alliance
Sentenced to the abyss of an unearthly challenge
War within wars for we hath agonized and bled
For our illumination grants us a peace from within

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