Clash of the Gods

Between heaven and hell and day and night

There's a place on a mountain above the sky

Gods of fire, of death and war

Breaking the silence, can't you hear them roar

The World will twist around

And we all must die

And the World is falling down

Under a blood red sky

Clash of the Gods

Beggars and saints, wasted and wounded

Innocent victims crying at the moon

The earth is getting colder and darker

The sun is whistling a dying tune

The World will twist around

And we all must die

And the World is falling down

Under a blood red sky

Clash of the Gods