Early in pre-historic time Nothing existed No sand or sea Or cool waves Earth existed not And no heaven There was an unsatisfied mouth Then the flames of evil started to grow Just like the good flowers of heaven In many springs, summers, autumns and winters The evil hided itself from the good Not of Fear Just to wait for it to grow stronger Just waited for the time to come To spread blasphemy and destruction To kill the children at their sanctuary In the final battle the angel of death Will lead the legions Listen to the tale and remember Now the time has come