Ravishing children in perilous times Mother of harlots recanting her vice
Maelstroms...On the wings of a dove
Innocence lost In for the kill
Galloping thunder waving its sword Brother to Death in darkness is born
Perish...In the bludgeoned presence of foes
Innocence lost In for the kill
No glory for sorrows No solace in harlots No sunlight in shadows No comfort embracing the dead
Fiery red fury unleashing its might Drowning the laughter of ages to come
Silence...As the megatons fall
Ashes to ash Dust turns to dust
Nuclear winters yearning for dawn Stealing the life out of every last breath
Vanish...In the mist of a gangrenous gaze
Ashes to ash Dust turns to dust
No whispering sorrows Find comfort in harlots Unveiling the horrors Consumed by conflict and strife
And now as the trees start to tremble Deepening damnation, the rolling bell Running with wolves, moribund consripts are waiting to die Lest cowards may horde the sunset that fades in the west