Prodigia comploratus

Silens, oro

Regnet exitium

Days of warning

Night brings morning

My prayers, worthless

Heaven is burning down

I walk stricken

Pitch black vision

Oh One, save me

Caress my weary eyes

Darkest Lord, your mercy shall I gain

Strike the match, engulf the earth in flames

In flames

In flames

In flames

Nature quaking

Prophets aching

I kneel, faithful

Damnation cracks the sky

My heart, fiction

Superstition

Your grace, deathless

Give life to my last breath

Darkest Lord, your mercy shall I gain

Strike the match, engulf the earth in flames

In flames

In flames

In flames

Grant them eternal rest, oh Lord

Embrace them into your army of undead

Strike with vengeance those who oppose your will

And lay waste to all those who shall be set before you

Walk with them and shield them from the blinding light of servitude

And devastate your enemies as they die by your hand

Amen

Prodigia comploratus

Silens, oro

Regnet exitium

Rise from ashes

Violence clashes

My soul, vacant

Cleanse me of all this sin

I stand guilty

I bleed filthy

Born of fire

Savor this final hour

Darkest Lord, your mercy shall I gain

Strike the match, engulf the earth in flames

In flames

In flames

In flames