The prophecy announces the advent of the Lord A day conceived by evil and predicted by the ancients The darkness now awaits with impatience the day of truth When the blood of mortals will flow into the seas of earth The Angels of the superior skies will not change their destiny anymore They will only wait to fight a war already lost Too much it is the hate of their enemies and great it is their army And great is their army The war of the two worlds The battle of the lost heavens Only one symbol will domain eternally The sons of evil breath the air on earth The scent of flowers changes in a rotten smell of death The Angels of the inferior circle will be fed with the nectar of humanity The bells preannounce the calling playing the death's song The promised lands trembles and gets wound by obscurity Hordes of black warriors come out from the abyss to raise the flag of hate Writing new pages of the history of the apocalypse Of the apocalypse The war of the two worlds The battle of the lost heavens Only one symbol will domain eternally The taste of blood removes the thirst of demons Thirsty of incomplete atrocities now set free by the calling From the dominating skies the angels begin to fall While clouds dense of sins wrap their heavens This dying world preannounces the new kingdom The kingdom of the worms The kingdom of the worms The taste of blood removes the thirst of demons Thirsty of incomplete atrocities now set free by the calling The kingdom of the worms The kingdom of the worms From the dominating skies the angels begin to fall While clouds dense of sins wrap their heavens This dying world preannounces the new kingdom The kingdom of the worms The kingdom of the worms