Sammath Naur

This is the end of the line! This is your wakeup call
It’s served with the stench of brimstone it comes
With the smoke of burning flesh

A millennium in chains still your pride knows no bounds
Do you think you escaped from the deep?

It was written it was all in the plan
He was waiting waiting for your mindless clones
Wai ting upon the golden walls
To unleash a nameless fear
It is time to settle the score
And never shalt thou be

Finally this is the end, this is the end of all ends
This is death, this is the death of death
It is over apolyon, no more will you rape the earth!
The hands that you nailed will throw you into the flame
It is over, it was over from the dawn of time, your armies
Will burn in fire divine, the lake of fire is calling your name
Into sammath naur!