Angels of Sephiroth You call my name in vain Your children shall burn In the scarlet flames of pain My obsession reign supreme For a total world demise Let all life tremble in fear As the werewolf rise This is the razor age This is the death of the creator The season of the predator The season of the predator... I choose my preys at random And enjoy all the aspects of hate I wage my war in shadows Glorious be my fate I flow with the raptures of death And I let this world feel my wrath From the well of chaos sea streams the predators path