The waterfall is black as the crow's wing
It has flown over and a woke he old knights
Turned to stone by god's lies
It has blown life into the dead skeletons
it gave a sword and a blasphemous
It has told to win and led toward a massacre.
Once lied to, they will never forgive
The dead hearts have wilved a fight
The ancient power like the shadows on foggy horses
Over the black clouds
rushing to regain the lost kingdom.
On the rush towards paradise was unavoidable
This is the last fight leading to the win
On millions of dead bodies once again
Has cooled down on the bloodied ground
Oh only left are the screams of burning souls
The swing of steel and it's sound.
The last battle above the clouds
When the sun turns black and the stars will be cold as ice
The once overthrowned lighted monarchy
Will come back on his throne
Oh is this the end of humanity?
And will death-ballerina collect harvest?
Oh souls will burn with charmed fire
The angel's wings will turn to dust
ON just the lonely, Thrown down years ago
The proud archangels from the darkness son
Only one can be the winner
The torch of sin and the forests of swords
He will repay with blood for the insults before
This world is god's no more- forever.