I see the growing darkness,
as I cross the burning fields.
The sky drowned in dark red,
my visions become alive.
As the old seal has opened,
the unborn messiah lies dead in womb.
As the old seal has opened,
crawling through the flesh of time,
tasting the stench of darkness.
Blackened Sky
Feel the mighty power of thy Lord,
pure horror in this dying world.
Dying by his hand,
predicted pain is realized.
The desert, he leaves, dies,
deep water of pain drowns hope
