| Upon a throne of eternal flames | |
| A monolithic beast bearing many names has been awaken. | |
| Off in the distance cries of anguish resonate beneath the surface. | |
| Beyond thousands of agonizing screams echoes laughter of a dominant being. | |
| The Devourer of souls, | |
| The accuser, | |
| Who find satisfaction in their pain, | |
| This monumental destroyer awaits | |
| Aroused in anticipation | |
| For these black gates to open and unleash, implications of horror and bloodshed | |
| For our sins. | |
| Trading bloodshed for our sins, | |
| There is no salvation. | |
| There is no salvation. | |
| For he has risen to conquer us. | |
| He has risen to conquer us all. | |
| He shall destroy you, | |
| There is no saving you. |