On The Eve Of The End

When the light burns a thousand suns

And the lord of the world is born

All your leaders, beggars and thieves

Will fall down in vain on their begging knees

I kill the innocent

I bleed the wretched fools

I steal the moment and leave the rest up to you

On the eve of the end of the world

Pledge your lives to the killers and whores

Mountain high, your body soars

Sacrifice yourselves to the god of war

I kill the innocent

I bleed the wretched fools

Smother the helpless

And leave them in drowning pools

I steal the moment and leave the rest up to you

On the eve of the end I begin to destroy all that's true