From all corners of oblivion Come ravenous, murdering creatures Torching sacred artifacts of the false and dying deities The ashes of eternity are scattered amongst the ruins of time and will be turned to dust Darkened matter feeds the beating heart of battle And impales the hope of the enemy Fury enriched death and destruction Breaches their heavenly stronghold Their standards of unholy conquest carried before Black blood rains from severed heads The meat from the throats adheres to steel and wood The hair whipping like banners unfurled in the fiery winds Victory is imminent with such vulnerable prey The remaining choke on their own blood as they call to the above War is now the only thing this peaceful Earth and the heavens know The place specter's puppets Are now embers in the smoke and fog Bearing the book of fairy tales that are nailed to their shattered skulls Hellfire shall incinerate mankind and the foul religion And all has turned to dust The only light upon this Earth Shall be cast by the flames of its own incineration Blood has stained the shadows of a dying horizon All virtue has been vanquished This is the eve of maelstrom