I have heard the prophecy   It's about to be fulfilled   Hard's the world sinners grow   And the man no longer spare   Feel the breeze of severe winds   Three full seasons without breaks   Seething flames burning hills   World is lost in venom flood   Too late the Gods realized who I am   In many shapes I threaten the man   My daughter's HEL, Goddess of death   Chaos has now its former shape      [chorus]   Here we are Raise      Bore with them the germ of death   Gods are doomed to be slained   Hard is the world sinner grows   And the man no longer spare   I have seen the tragedy   Will the Gods be back again ?   Seething flames burning hills   World is lost in venom flood   Too late the gods realized who I am   In many shapes I threaten the man   My daughter's HEL, Goddess of death   Chaos has now its former shape      [chorus]   Here we are Raise