| You know my name. | |
| Recognize my number. | |
| Cower in the presence of my wake. | |
| My forehead foretells of the chaos to come, and as I said there shall be no salvation at the end. | |
| No more world, no countries, or continents. | |
| Only a bloodstained wasteland created from the aftermath of my Armageddon. | |
| And with my legions, I rid the earth of all traces of your existence. | |
| This is a global extermination. | |
| Mutilated corpses litter the ground on which I stand. | |
| I am the epicenter for these events. | |
| After your execution I want to taste the blood of Christ. | |
| Does he hear you cry out with arms to the sky? | |
| So continue to pray and endure this unrelenting onslaught of pain. | |
| So continue to pray, find refuge in your faith. | |
| So continue to pray. | |
| On judgement day, God is no longer listening. |