Sons of Darkness
These final days are upon us!
These final days are upon us!
Is this the final
Judgement of our time
Will the end draw near
Visions of the judgement of the dead
Vespers of the dying rhetoric
Is this the eternal
Redemption forewarned
Will the stars fall from the skies
Visions of the lakes of fire
Vespers of utter destruction
Persecutors of the holy
Bring forth the beast
Cast out thy wicked
Cast out thy sons of darkness
I awake thee!
And so it may be
A time of eternal redemption
Prospering in aeons of blasphemy
Vespers of the purest idolatry
Upon the wicked, we shall rise
As the dead stand upon the throne
He shall now rule, the conqueror
He shall now rule, the cursed god
Persecutors of the holy
Bring forth the beast
Cast out thy wicked
Cast out thy sons of darkness
I awake thee!