Prodigia comploratus Silens, oro Regnet exitium Days of warning Night brings mourning My prayers, wordless Heaven is burning down I walk stricken Pitch-black vision O'one, save me Caress my weary eyes Darkest lord, your mercy shall I gain? Strike the match Engulf the earth in flames In flames, In flames, In flames Nature quaking Prophets aching I kneel, faithfull Damnation cracks the sky My heart, fiction Superstition Your grace, deathless Give life to my last breath Darkest lord, your mercy shall I gain? Strike the match Engulf the earth in flames In flames, In flames, In flames Grant them eternal rest, oh, lord Embrace them into your army of undead Strike with vengeance those who oppose your will And lay waste to all the opposition set before you Walk with them and shield them from the blinding light of servitude And devastate your enemies as they die by your hand Amen Prodigia comploratus Silens, oro Regnet exitium Rise from ashes Violent clashes My soul, vacant Cleanse me of all this sin I stand, guilty I bleed, filthy Born of fire Savor this final hour Darkest lord, your mercy shall I gain? Strike the match Engulf the earth in flames In flames, In flames, In flames