Coiling like a serpent of time this suffering;
Holding,binding everything that are wailing.
A never ending curse that holds no contract to end;
The grieving of all souls that is tormented for hell it's a godsend.

Marked by a tattoo numbered 666 just to survive;
The modern age turned to chips implanted in to their minds.
Contemplating and confused whether they are dead or alive;
Never before seen the light of day again, blinded surrounded with mines.

So the devil breathes among men conquering earth;
In shape of a man sitting on a throne of deception
The rapture is about to begin, so the end is about to be birth;
The beginning of the worst, a total chaos and annihilation

All hell breaks loose and the gate is open;
Eternal damnation is not being offered but given.
Where all the wicked souls hails to the king of the wretched;
Minions of dark infernal fire rises unleashing hell on earth.