and profit conducted born in a factory cold steel machineries and driven by this greed - you're breeding this disease infected by this deadness - you're breeding this disease
in scriptured lies To the memories of a scream And we shall dance amid the ruin As Adam and Evil Dizzy at the falling stars That burn fiercer in throes
Lord of scald Steo forth for the nature of ruin Captivating the heavens with a scorn of burns from this rotting sun Dissecting the heavens for oblivion
Feast Hail This Lair That Swallows All Disease And The Darkness Shall Be Upon My Throne Of Might And On Ravens Wings I Shall Fly Into Cold Darkness
in her desolation... For she says in her heart "I am queen, I am power." And her plagues shall they come In one day, in one hour... "Burn; Babylon, burn
[Heaven Shall Burn] Suffocated in the exhaust of our machines, as we turn our faces away, and hold our tongues driven by ignorance and greed, climatic
death shall be swift, if not entirely devoid of suffering! [THE KING:] I defy you! [LORD ANGSAAR:] Hyperborea shall fall! Your court shall become the
black steel against me if you dare! O' great king, your pitiful army shall be swept away before my wrath! 'Ere the dawn, ten thousand shall die! [THE
By: Richard Lynch, Music By: Richard Lynch] Thunder striking a curse on the earth Down from the Heavens to those who deserve The scoffing vandals shall