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