Your Prayers Echo into Nothingness

Where are your broken gods now?
 They have failed you
 We found an escape from the dead paradise
 Your truth is repugnant
 This world has been plunged into depression
 Bound down with a false sense of a god
 Turning to polluted skies for answers
 Your empires have been abandoned
 The prayers awakened him
 The dying sun marks the arrival of doom incarnate
 Destroying the followers of light
 The return of disease
 This realm is now rotting
 Behold him with ten horns
 The blast of gloom consumes all
 Prayers for their creator summoned murk
 Blasts to waste centuries of faith
 Feeding on their belief
 Can you hear their pleas for God?
 "Living is my suffering"
 I'll be the end they want
 The void they saw in visions
 Lay down your symbols for the dread
 Witch of black voids
 Within this world I have given up
 I've seen the end, there's no other path
 Winds of despair have worn down my soul
 This creation is not from our world
 Where are your broken gods now?
 They have failed you
 We found an escape from the dead paradise
 Your idols are repugnant
 There will be no more funerals for the gods that we defeat
 You're baptized in black mucus
 Reborn into a world of anguish in which distance means despair
 Feeding on their belief
 Can you hear their pleas for God?
 End their faith