Oh, dark horizon
You speak the truth
Oh, temple Lord
Cold blood is pumping through Your veins
You drown the sun
Of horror lies
Oh, master Lord
Light up the fire of Your reign
In the name of Thee
We are the fallen
We are the plague
We are the dead spots of the sun
Woe to you
Oh, Lord of flies
You lead our path
Aeons of our vengeance have begun
Run, run
It's raining dead angels
From the sky
Cold and stiff, oh my
Oh, dark horizon
Of the underground
Your soul is ours
The tools are clean, the altar's set on fire
We have begun
We don't look back
The skies are fallen
One way ticket to your funeral pyre
Run, run
It's raining dead angels
From the sky
Cold and stiff, oh my
It's raining dead angels
From the sky
Cold and stiff, oh my
It's raining dead angels
From the sky
Cold and stiff, oh my
It's raining dead angels
From the sky
Cold and stiff, oh my
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