(Lyrics by Volker Frerich)
 (Music by Frank Krynojewski)

 Irascible days came
 To haunt the ill scenery
 Sheltering winds
 Embrace the lost kingdom

 Tormented souls
 Follow the decline
 As predictions of doom
 Start to become true

 Follow it into
 The disrupted depth
 Through a burst of flames
 Apocalypse rising

 No good, nor evil
 Is anymore to differ
 As predictions of doom
 Absorb all in the last sweep