Silent watching gaze

Across the blackened plains

Two eyes like burning embers

Awaits the moment for the

North star to blaze



Sythanagon winged

Angel rides deaths wind

To cloudless sky

And sound a summon call of war

Now burn does the skyline



Soundless wings lacerate the night

Angels of death emerge across the sky

Thorned heads spiky limbs climb the air up high

Attack of the pearly gates

Now wait for the sign



Seen now is His star

Ablaze now risen in

The sign of the one with

A number not a name

Now given is the sign



The Golden walls of heaven



Sound is given now of charge

A voice of war does cry

The cry does sound the signal

And the walls are stormed

Now fly



Swords are drawn in soundless flight

Above the walls of gold

The winged angels of death descend

A thousand from above

Now heaven is in its' last throes of death



Sacred shrine of life and death

Apharamons gold key

The raping of holy interior

And all concealed

Now masturbated upon is throne of gold



Scattered battered wings

Along the palaces and streets

Trophy of the victory

Attached to spear of the Beast

Now spitted at is the scalp of God.