• Blood rains down from the heavens.
    Another angel falls victim to Hate.
    The world's scream echo as the clocks hit eleven.
    It seems whatever God has come too late.
    Nothing left in this world living.
    Only a barren landscape is left.
    A God we thought to be giving,
    All he gave us was Death!
    Why follow any God so cruel?
    As to leave us here on earth...
    He controls us, as he's free to rule,
    From the very day of man's birth.
    And once his time to prove himself ,
    He'll have come too late.
    At that time we'll all die in flames.
    Let it be known that this is our fate.