Antares. The Last Sunset. Tongues Of Flame From The Air. Zeneszám

Soon our Glorified God will descend to the Earth
He brings the Armageddon
Total destruction
Showing His affection towards mankind
Who are waiting for His sweat Anger with folded hands

But no brightly shining Heaven will he bring

Like in a storm there will be rumble of thunder
But instead of lightning, tongues of flame will strike
Instead of rain, meteorites will wash away the Earth

The earthly hell will come
Fire will eat away everything
We will burn alive
Life will disappear

Sky will open up
Painted scarlet by Destiny
Like a Devine hand
Embracing the Earth

You will lose your Faith
You?ll turn away from the Creator

Who is now laughing into your face burning