A call for bloodshed from devils of old

Fire rains upon the fallen, incinerate the souls

Storm the gardens of Eden, tear down the idols′Til nothing remains, reawaken the cycle, uh

They have died a thousand deaths

But you will die a thousand more

Cold skin, pale flesh, withered in agony

Reform, distort, inhuman tragedy

Hereditary war, congenital death

The ghosts in your lungs consume your final breath

Oh, watchers of the plague

Eternity in rapture, eternity in chains

Hellfire boils the blood of the nihilists

Children thrown to the wolves, their only future is violence

Divide and conquer

Until there's no longer

The sin of the shepherd′s fall

Eradicate us all

Eradicate us all

Great is the wickedness

Of the sons of man

Great is the wickedness

Of the sons of man

Return to bloodshed, return to cold

The night reigns forever, terrorizing the soul

Lock the gates of heaven, imprisoned to earth

A plane of dying light, blasphemous rebirth

Hellfire boils the blood of the nihilists

Children thrown to the wolves, their only future is violence

Divide and conquer

Until there's no longer

The sin of the shepherd's fall

Eradicate us all

The watchers of the fallen sky

The God who lets his children die

As it was, it shall be evermore

They′ve died a thousand deaths

But you will die a thousand more

You will die a thousand more

Great is the wickedness

Of the sons of man