歌词
Plunged down are the twelve holy gates
Shattered angels, their blood stains the golden streets
Demonhordes, blaspheme the image of god
Seven spirits dead, never to be seen again
The spiritual strenght of
Hell smashed the chain
The Great
Dragon, free to reign supreme
The sky is darkened by the
Abyss smoke
The thousand years, never to come again
Twelve apostles of the lamb thrown into the lake of burning sulphur, for those are now truly slaves under the
Horned One, the
Father of all time: :
The second death awaits those, who's name was written in the book of life:
The second war, in the heavenly realms
Servants of god, tormented in the
Lake Their thrones are burned and the lamb cries
Jesus Christ, never to be worshipped again
And the battle is over
The "glory" of god is buried
And so is his kingdom
The Ancient
Serpent stands tall
The Dragon: the
Beast: the
Father: The
Devil: Lord
Satan: Hail
Him.