they spoke of flames and infamy when spoke of where thou shalt be 

toward infernal dominion 

toward a voice saying, speaking of the plague that shalt be thrown 

what is drawn to see? 

the hooven throne that calls to thee of the ground that bred defeat 

it said and shall be done 

the past was sworn to lies 

the children have come from wence the lamb burrowed the ground to bleed 

it is said and shall be done 

dark hands part the sky 

upon the ground a lamb hath died 

contempt from the earth of a crown that bestowed all shame 

darkened hand bleeding contempt 

the seared, blessed, left hand path embraced 

in cold blood, the earth finds a new rebirth 

children cry, purified 

our will is done 

toward endless darkness 

toward infinite damnation 

toward infernal dominion 

forever seen mires of hell 

it is done, our will is done