The Firestorm Apocalypse Lyrics
We stand at the dawn of the battle of agesAnd proudly raise our heads towards an endless blood red skyOur heathen hearts are filled with melancholy and hateFor on this day the cursed ones will finally prevailFire in the sky – humanity will dieCosmic winds of hate – sealing mankind’s fateThe feeble race stands frozen – realising they’re not chosenTheir dreams will end in pain – through universal baneA ferocious yet majestic storm slowly rages onConsuming the pathetic mortals’ realm of lightCelestial clouds are spitting astral flames without endReducing pitiful christian souls to blackened dustNot a shadow nor a memory survives in this dimensionAnd even time itself is doomed to perish in the flamesBehold this day’s grotesque obliteration of mankindA monumental tribute to the rise of utter darknessA thousand silent centuries have passedStill equilibrium is once again regainedOur heathen hearts are filled with melancholy and honourAnd as we proudly raise our swords to hail the dark of nightA distant light marks the coming of a greater era…
Cirith Gorgor The Firestorm Apocalypse
