Final Massacre

(альбом: The Ultimate Incantation - 1992)

Warriors with hate inflict destruction,
Comes true the awful prediction,
Still alive corpses lie in the street,
Spitting the blood to the God,
Dying in flames dammed mob,
Screaming with pain: "This can't be, oh God",
Maybe they will understand he was never,
But will be too late, so die forever.

Circling in the sky the demons now descend,
To raise their slaughter of mankind till its end,
The final massacre of people on the earth,
Pain cracks their minds, everywhere is Death.

False Gods in their temples tremble with fear,
They know the death is now so near,
Unearthly Armageddon burns with flames of doom,
Poisoned seed flung into virgin's womb.

Circling in the sky the demons now descend,
To raise their slaughter of mankind till its end,
The final massacre of people on the earth,
Pain cracks their minds, everywhere is Death.

Merciless angels fly over head,
It's no time for your imploring pleads,
Commit suicide with horror in your eyes,
Bleeding with scars, pride world now dies.

Warriors with hate inflict destruction,
Comes true the awful prediction,
Still alive corpses lie in the street,
Spitting the blood to the God,
Dying in flames dammed mob,
Screaming with pain: "This can't be, oh God",
Maybe they will understand he was never,
But will be too late, so die forever.

Different Armageddon came true under our eyes,
Dust comes down when the time came for sunrise,
The final massacre, winds destroy the earth,
Impaled heads notify, that winner is the Death.