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