Prodigia comploratus
Silens, oro
Regnet exitium
Days of warning
Night brings mourning
My prayers, wordless
Heaven is burning down
I walk stricken
Pitch-black vision
O'one, save me
Caress my weary eyes
Darkest lord, your mercy shall I gain?
Strike the match
Engulf the earth in flames
In flames, In flames, In flames
Nature quaking
Prophets aching
I kneel, faithfull
Damnation cracks the sky
My heart, fiction
Superstition
Your grace, deathless
Give life to my last breath
Darkest lord, your mercy shall I gain?
Strike the match
Engulf the earth in flames
In flames, In flames, In flames
Grant them eternal rest, oh, lord
Embrace them into your army of undead
Strike with vengeance those who oppose your will
And lay waste to all the opposition set before you
Walk with them and shield them from the blinding light of servitude
And devastate your enemies as they die by your hand
Amen
Prodigia comploratus
Silens, oro
Regnet exitium
Rise from ashes
Violent clashes
My soul, vacant
Cleanse me of all this sin
I stand, guilty
I bleed, filthy
Born of fire
Savor this final hour
Darkest lord, your mercy shall I gain?
Strike the match
Engulf the earth in flames
In flames, In flames, In flames
