And so shall rise the last generation With blood on their hands In youth they killed, ancient words left unfulfilled Glorious death, a scale so grand Doomwatch The church commands: Divine Revelation The leaders scoff: the death of a nation The terror movement, what is it for? Their goal is death, nothing more No descending of the son, no second-coming none Man shall forsake his feeble gods Still seeking truth, calling to the youth Come join the Revelation Death Doomwatch