they spoke of flames and infamy when spoke of where thou shalt be

toward infernal dominion

toward a voice saying, speaking of the plague that shalt be thrown

what is drawn to see?

the hooven throne that calls to thee of the ground that bred defeat

it said and shall be done

the past was sworn to lies

the children have come from wence the lamb burrowed the ground to bleed

it is said and shall be done

dark hands part the sky

upon the ground a lamb hath died

contempt from the earth of a crown that bestowed all shame

darkened hand bleeding contempt

the seared, blessed, left hand path embraced

in cold blood, the earth finds a new rebirth

children cry, purified

our will is done

toward endless darkness

toward infinite damnation

toward infernal dominion

forever seen mires of hell

it is done, our will is done