Blow ye trumpets in thy walls
Sound an alarm to mountain halls
Tremble all ye who have heard the call
For another kingdom falls
Down from the midnight mountain, descending for slaughter
Driven by whips the pounding of thundering wheels
Their vanguard – an eternal flame
As they come blazing through the meads
Our green and pleasant land lay once like Eden
Our radiant cities – now a desolate waste
Like blades of grass men can stand not
When the kiss of hooves they taste
Raining steel – prophets call
Flaming wheel – kingdoms fall
Chariots – They came on chariots
Chariots – chariots of Volcanic Gods
Cities fall – oh, let the strong survive!
Idols break – Devouring Rage
Brimstone, fire and smoke
Invincible fire devoureth all who oppose them
Five horned generals commanding the numinous flame
Plague, rage, bloodlust, agony
And anguish are their names
No gold, no copper they were searching
They were coming not for steel
Before their gods of fire
They have brought us all to kneel
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