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