Shout of death
Shout of war
Pain, tears
Apocalyptical voice
Ring in the underground
It’s better to die
But the death doesn’t want you
There’s no escape
Shout the apocalyptical voice
And the lake of fire hás thirst
Death, pain, tears
God’s mark is tattoed in our face
Because we were bought
But the cowards
Unfaithful, dirty-minded, murderes
Wizards, idolworshipers, and the
Liars, will be thrown in the lake of fire
This is the second death
Apocalyptical voice