Hell

Todays the day when Hell shall rise.

Fallen angles will conquer the skies.

Halos and wing will endlessly fall and fall.

Who will your "God" call?

No one, not one person will be by his side.

Demons will conquer with great pride.

Fire will fall with no end.

Angles will need time to mend.

Rivers will run red.

Much blood will be shed.

And I shall take my rightful place.

Seated at the right hand of my father Satan in a dress of black lace.