This is the end of the line! This is your wakeup call It’s served with the stench of brimstone it comes With the smoke of burning flesh
A millennium in chains still your pride knows no bounds Do you think you escaped from the deep?
It was written it was all in the plan He was waiting waiting for your mindless clones Wai ting upon the golden walls To unleash a nameless fear It is time to settle the score And never shalt thou be
Finally this is the end, this is the end of all ends This is death, this is the death of death It is over apolyon, no more will you rape the earth! The hands that you nailed will throw you into the flame It is over, it was over from the dawn of time, your armies Will burn in fire divine, the lake of fire is calling your name Into sammath naur!
