It's war - crushed in the sacred door

It's war - demons enter the holy hall

It's war - and angels from heaven fall

It's war - victory for the subterra lord



Flames... sky is red... it's been said



It's war in heaven, the temple is on fire

Red raindrops fall and there is claps of thunder

Like battle drums rumbling for the demonic lord

Angels.. with their harps crumpled around their necks

Use the last words to sing a song, like that would help

You are already dead!



The wind on earth getting stronger

As a new angel scream

And beg for mercy to a king that's already dead

Words from books of holy origin has no longer any power



Empty prayings and a request to a god that has escaped

Abandoned and frightened he hides somewhere beyond

He has left you all behind

The black flag sways on the top of the world

As the riders of doom rides up the heavenstairs

And find the path through the angel dust

To find and crush the sacred life source well