(LYRICS: MARCHOSIAS)    We stand at the dawn of the battle of ages  And proudly raise our heads towards an endless blood red sky  Our heathen hearts are filled with melancholy and hate  For on this day the cursed ones will finally prevail    Fire in the sky – humanity will die  Cosmic winds of hate – sealing mankind’s fate  The feeble race stands frozen – realising they’re not chosen  Their dreams will end in pain – through universal bane    A ferocious yet majestic storm slowly rages on  Consuming the pathetic mortals’ realm of light  Celestial clouds are spitting astral flames without end  Reducing pitiful christian souls to blackened dust  Not a shadow nor a memory survives in this dimension  And even time itself is doomed to perish in the flames  Behold this day’s grotesque obliteration of mankind  A monumental tribute to the rise of utter darkness    A thousand silent centuries have passed  Still equilibrium is once again regained  Our heathen hearts are filled with melancholy and honour  And as we proudly raise our swords to hail the dark of night  A distant light marks the coming of a greater era…