I have haunted your soul

I have fought your battles

I gave you the answers

I took your pain away


Now is the time to harvest

Now is the time to collect

To see what you have conquered

And to send your soul: to hell!


Burning corpses, the stench of flesh

Scorched field, the cleansing of the earth

Where are your gods?

Your dying prayers as futile as your faith


Every man to himself

Figure out the ways of belief

The existence of denial

I could never be crowned in that pitiful way


Cursed souls, drenched in loss

Defeated by the ineffable force

To live in oblivion or die with pride


Burning lights flashes memories

Can't hold back, can't hold still

As I scream out the message:

No hope, no fear - this is the end of all!


Hear the screams of lost souls

Hear them begging for mercy

They lost the battle

They experienced the pain


Now is the time to harvest

Now is the time to collect

To see what you have conquered

And to send your soul: to hell!


Flayed bodies eyeless skulls

Inhumanity, the awaited fall

Feel the godless wrath

That heralds the end of all


Burning lights flashes memories

Can't hold back, can't hold still

As I scream out the message:

No hope, no fear - this is the end of all!