Today the Sun will not rise The world's waiting for the sign A new water is here for all A gloom of fire And vermillion clouds Overcomes the horizon The bringer of chaos is here Souls of the condemned Rips the sea apart Seven heads and ten horns On it's back she rides, the whore Souls of the condemned Rips the sea apart Seven heads and ten horns On it's back she rides, the whore Witness we pay them a ration As she enters the world Profane names are written Graceful on her face Oh! Feel our power On chain of chaos She pours cataclysm From her golden cup The restless of the weak Drowns in her tide Oh! Feel our power On chain of Liberate the souls through chaos Liberate the souls through chaos