I have haunted your soul   I have fought your battles   I gave you the answers   I took your pain away      Now is the time to harvest   Now is the time to collect   To see what you have conquered   And to send your soul: to hell!      Burning corpses, the stench of flesh   Scorched field, the cleansing of the earth   Where are your gods?   Your dying prayers as futile as your faith      Every man to himself   Figure out the ways of belief   The existence of denial   I could never be crowned in that pitiful way      Cursed souls, drenched in loss   Defeated by the ineffable force   To live in oblivion or die with pride      Burning lights flashes memories   Can't hold back, can't hold still   As I scream out the message:   No hope, no fear - this is the end of all!      Hear the screams of lost souls   Hear them begging for mercy   They lost the battle   They experienced the pain      Now is the time to harvest   Now is the time to collect   To see what you have conquered   And to send your soul: to hell!      Flayed bodies eyeless skulls   Inhumanity, the awaited fall   Feel the godless wrath   That heralds the end of all      Burning lights flashes memories   Can't hold back, can't hold still   As I scream out the message:   No hope, no fear - this is the end of all!