Among the hills war is raging

Battle of a final kind

Apocalypse has become the truth

The last and only truth



Nothing is real now but death

Nothing is beginning but the end



Arise from the ashes of the world

In a war of demons and men

Against the angels from the palace of light

Against the reign of the weak



I see it in the black horizons

The shadows that come close

I view it in the water of rivers

As the water turns red



I hear it in the screams of the slain

Smell it in the boiling air

Taste the sweetness of total death

Feel it by the steel in hand



Now we march towards the foe

Living and dead ones

This is the end of the world

And it shall be...