Descending into Apocalypse, reigning in darkness
With melodies on trumpets that herald our starkness
The sky tears open in crimson red
And infernal hordes, the sons of Satan are bred

Fire and brimstone purify the world in a bath of pain
With oceans now boiling and flesh in decay's stain
Cries of the righteous drowned in despair's deep keep
Screams of agony that our minds now do reap

Divine light extinguished by hellish pyres' might
Where only the dark of sorrow holds endless night
No mercy you'll grant, no salvation for our sins
And the weak shall perish, blind to where shadow begins
Under the Armageddon