Harp of Ruin

"Listen to the sounds of doom, the songs of death,
 Arranged for Submission, extinction
 A nightmare resembling that which you fear the most
 Stare at the sky, the horizon is burning in colors of burial
 announcing the trembling of earth, death from above, a deluge of blood.
 The scourge of those who Gaze towards the Heavens, in shadows
 verging on the abyss of obscure wrath
 Symphonies of ruin overcome, the land bathes in the blood of mankind
 He who plays the melodies, plucking chords from his harp
 to control us with power, he's depraved in arrogance
 In his search for mightiness, he'll slay the world
 Listen to the putrid song and haunting chants,
 Arranged for commotion, destruction
 Vultures are feasting on carcasses of those who rot
 The sky becomes dark on the curtains of dusk, leaving nothing but stillness
 Proclaiming the dimness will come, the deed is done, a deluge of blood
 The end of life, soon will come.
 Thus void of earth, time has come to die"9