Forks of lightening, clouds of thunder
He appeared
The master of all things whose name
We all once feared

Smoke and fire break
Where his figure stands
We can't do anything
But his commands

Our master has arrived in our world
Bloodshed and hate is what he brings
Blessed are the ones who adore him
They shall be carried on his wings

Flames get higher, screams get louder - judgement day
The master of all things proclaims
"It's time to pray! "

While burning the false
There's wrath in his eyes
His punishing hands
Stifling their cries

Our master has arrived in our world
Torture and pain is what he brings
We are the ones who adore him
We shall be carried on his wings