| Noise in the heaven, tumble the earth, prophetics sounds comes with the wind*
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| I hear the trumpets of angels of doom, now we are riding over the ancient snake
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| Holy destruction, punishment promised, this is the end, yes, the Armageddon.
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| Now we are walking in procession, like fallen angels, to lake of fire
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| To hell with us!
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| Ashes to ashes and dust to dust,
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| Promised land is now on flames
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| Can you hear the lament that carry the wind?
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| A valley of tear in where we live
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| Holy destruction, punishment promised, this is the end, yes, the Armageddon.
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| Now we are walking in procession, like fallen angels, to lake of fire
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| To hell with us!
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| Across of fire on the horizon burn
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| worse than hell, shine more than sun
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| The pestilence involve the earth, death walk among us showing here best smile
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| Preachers and priest try to save the world, but they cannot save themselves
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| souls
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| Now we are walking in procession like fallen angels to lake of fire |