It's war - crushed in the sacred door   It's war - demons enter the holy hall   It's war - and angels from heaven fall   It's war - victory for the subterra lord      Flames... sky is red... it's been said      It's war in heaven, the temple is on fire   Red raindrops fall and there is claps of thunder   Like battle drums rumbling for the demonic lord   Angels.. with their harps crumpled around their necks   Use the last words to sing a song, like that would help   You are already dead!      The wind on earth getting stronger   As a new angel scream   And beg for mercy to a king that's already dead   Words from books of holy origin has no longer any power      Empty prayings and a request to a god that has escaped   Abandoned and frightened he hides somewhere beyond   He has left you all behind   The black flag sways on the top of the world   As the riders of doom rides up the heavenstairs   And find the path through the angel dust   To find and crush the sacred life source well