Burning sky shining bright
Angel's wings are dark and dead
Dying hope falls down
Crushing proud, humble sheep

Lake of the dead, blazing in the dark
With purpure congealed blood
Melting flesh, boiling in pain
On the burning pile of bones

Bodies disappear in the dark wind
Possessed daemons follow the stench of death
Ancient oaths have been broken
Now it's time to rip apart the rotten world
No hope for the future
No hope for the world
No hope for the decrepit God
No hope at all

Toxic fog is spreading around
Suffocating vital life
Ruthless evil tramples souls
The loud sound of breaking bones

Bleakness, a vision of a dying world
A desert full of rotten souls
Covered by ashes of human waste
It has become a scar of the past

Lake of the dead, blazing in the dark
With purpure congealed blood
Melting flesh, boiling in pain
On the burning pile of bones

That awakened daemons rise with hellish flames
Ancient oaths have been broken
Now it's time to rip apart the rotten world
No hope for the world

Bleakness, a vision of a dying world
A desert full of rotten souls
Covered by ashes of human waste
It has become a scar of the past