Of all the coiling snakes appearing, PLAGUE of all plagues I call this flock Decay and wine keep fueling madness, germ-ridden soil and wind, acid and smoke Cinis ater et ossa Time passes by I hear the clock (is) ticking Revolting parasites, funeral dancing fires keep burning wisdom on iron mounts of death Black ash and bones, machines and stones, fly on the wings of your last breath Time passes by I hear the clock (is) ticking, (no more...) Omega Millennium The clock strikes Armageddon