All Of Them

In a peaceful dying, no throne waiting for thee in a peaceful dying
Vigorous hearts for angered masks is common trade in the somber nation during faith in the season fall
The season fall is a masquerade
Hauls in the name of defeat
Hauls in the name of the Fallens
Greets my perfection at heart
Smothered by earth's embrace, makes earth's embrace suite a death parade.

Life is gone and forever you will be marked without your soul
Know that with every step you take you suffer forever
In this grave for mortal souls, you'll forever delve in pain.

But order of worlds went awry, scorching the sky
Conquering the nimbus so old
Guardians of Somber Nation falls
Pioneers of nature, those are the few
Dead in the stories, those that we knew
Order of worlds are in chaos
As we breach walls
All of them!

Leave this somber world behind in terror and pity
as the Fallens leave way for this bringer of war
With growing wrath and angel wings
A break of regulations profound.

All the remaining ghouls, screaming in terror and fear
Fear of staying on these grounds
Carved like in stone as he leaves them behind
All of them!

An angel has spawned
Awaiting it's newborn dawn
As the savior who once died, again the answer for their cries
Brought from the dead to become the bringer of war!
Brought from the dead as the...

...order of worlds went awry
Scorching the sky
Conquering the nimbus so old
Opening the purgatory of gods
When season is over and the masquerade in hell
no longer forces dead to their cells
To rekindle a soul once anew, sending the heathens to their doom!
All of them!