A crowd has gathered
At the mountains foot
For gods sorrow
The prophet speaks
With shaking voice

And to the crowd
He tries to give his consolation
He speaks of black souls
He speaks of Satan's children

Because he´s afraid that the sun
Will darken
That Lucifer’s children shall slay
The prophet's folk

The prophet's tales of evil powers
Causes the people to scream with fear

They call for Jehovah
They beg for his help
But something they have not seen
Is god's hands decaying stalk

God's power is slowly drowning away
Eternal death has finally reached
His slave

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