Chaos rides the winds of death
fire kisses the flesh of earth
and grounds split to swallow the disease
Time stops becomes no more
backwards to the past
where Ancients reign supreme!
God looks down and starts to cry
his kingdom in defeat
and death is knocking at his door
The light of day washed away
the moon so bright starts to fade
to blackest darkness forevermore
Howls to the night
as Hell begins to rise
What is left tries to hide
but the dark knows
there is no hope
for the few and far between
Thoughts of great kingdoms
burnt away
all that is left is rot and decay
and a time for a new earth
where Ancients reign supreme!