The scent of panic clouds the heavens For a movement storms through the skies Birth to the downfall of a disdained rule With empyrean's gates in sight... attack! Celestial temples crumble Choke on the funeral winds Massacre of blessed flesh and spirit Infesting the heavens With a new meaning of pain… Agony Misery Futility Grief Severed folded hands and holy severed heads Drench this diseased land with their blood and tears Battling to a nocturne for the collision of faiths Erase the doctrine and disassemble The holy throne This sick and ill-made system Will be left in our wake Tear through these lies and false promises Strike down the nazarene... and his disciples Become our allies or die with the divine Black oceans of angels Leave them reeking of tribulation Poisoned with a despondent plague Black oceans of angels Leave them reeking of tribulation Poisoned with a despondent plague The wounded are left to suffer Embraced by a swarm of flies