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