Distant stars in wintersky,
Blood on a frozen fields at dawn of a chaotic doomsday,
The battalions of immortals gathered
Under the heretic banner at the portal,
Where the fire inflamne the holy ground.
Coming from a blind light,
A formation of angels consume, by the abyssical vortex,
Another forthcoming age without sunlight,
Just a dead star above a plaguewinter wolrd,
Cold like a corpse carved in stone.
Several nuclear stars have damaged the earth surface.
Now the world is materialized without any alive cells.
A vision of Holocoust ridingon the wings of Human hope
The crimson Legions scorch the earth under TIAMAT´S eye,
The servants of the light,
Aspotels of god are enslaved by the forces o chaos
And chainfed to the walls of hell for eternity.
Humanity decayed, their souls are rippin´appart,
Their flesh grilled by XAPHAN´S fire,
Their bones crushed into the dead soil.