For all of those about to die
He plays and sings this lullaby
He made his resting place deep within Earth’s womb
But now he is awakened from his eternal tomb
As you hear the church’s bell for the last time chime
Forth comes the master of all space and time

He is not a foe, He is not a friend
He is the beginning and He is the end

He weaves destiny
On his infernal loom
A tide that swallows time
The last child of doom

He is not a God but an entity Aeons old
The forger of all worlds you are about to behold
No point in running you got nowhere to go
Humanity should have never sank so low
As you listen to the last notes of his lullaby
The reality sinks in you are all about to die

He is not a foe, He is not a friend
He is your woe and this is the end

He weaves history
On his macabre loom
Time to meet your destiny
And impending doom