| Song | Doom Over The World - Remix |
| Artist | Reverend Bizarre |
| Album | II: Crush the Insects |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Witchfinder | |
| Infernal vision I saw, out from the darkness it came to me | |
| Angel in appalling form revealing how the forthcoming days will be | |
| Her voice was hollow and calm as she told me of things that would soon be here | |
| Words full of chaos and death filling my mind with a constant fear | |
| There will be a gigantic war, the greater part of the world shall be perished | |
| Armies of evil and good prepare to meet each other again | |
| And there I can see myself holding a sword with a blade so black | |
| Other side, there stands thousands of men, all we have is just a handful of puritans | |
| Doom over the world | |
| eternal will be our mission. | |
| Doom over the world! | |
| Corpses are hanging from walls, impaled with spears of destiny | |
| One more time hammers have been raised to crush the skulls of heretics | |
| The aftermath of battle, silent descents, the field is covered with dying men | |
| Strongholds are burning to ashes, all that is left is this handful of puritans |
| zuo qu : Witchfinder | |
| Infernal vision I saw, out from the darkness it came to me | |
| Angel in appalling form revealing how the forthcoming days will be | |
| Her voice was hollow and calm as she told me of things that would soon be here | |
| Words full of chaos and death filling my mind with a constant fear | |
| There will be a gigantic war, the greater part of the world shall be perished | |
| Armies of evil and good prepare to meet each other again | |
| And there I can see myself holding a sword with a blade so black | |
| Other side, there stands thousands of men, all we have is just a handful of puritans | |
| Doom over the world | |
| eternal will be our mission. | |
| Doom over the world! | |
| Corpses are hanging from walls, impaled with spears of destiny | |
| One more time hammers have been raised to crush the skulls of heretics | |
| The aftermath of battle, silent descents, the field is covered with dying men | |
| Strongholds are burning to ashes, all that is left is this handful of puritans |
| zuò qǔ : Witchfinder | |
| Infernal vision I saw, out from the darkness it came to me | |
| Angel in appalling form revealing how the forthcoming days will be | |
| Her voice was hollow and calm as she told me of things that would soon be here | |
| Words full of chaos and death filling my mind with a constant fear | |
| There will be a gigantic war, the greater part of the world shall be perished | |
| Armies of evil and good prepare to meet each other again | |
| And there I can see myself holding a sword with a blade so black | |
| Other side, there stands thousands of men, all we have is just a handful of puritans | |
| Doom over the world | |
| eternal will be our mission. | |
| Doom over the world! | |
| Corpses are hanging from walls, impaled with spears of destiny | |
| One more time hammers have been raised to crush the skulls of heretics | |
| The aftermath of battle, silent descents, the field is covered with dying men | |
| Strongholds are burning to ashes, all that is left is this handful of puritans |