When the crowned great sovereign of night is reborn
The seal in white is shattered in a million pieces
The antichrist will claim allegiance to the throne
And the lamb shall be devoured for we shall feast on his soul
For we shall feast on his soul

Over seas of agony and oceans of despair
A never ending stream of grief, of molten stone and painful death
Among the dead, cursed the pyres reach towards the sacred skies
Through the blood red mist we march with death and fire riding by our side

When the second seal has been crushed
He'll lead us unto war

When the third seal from the deep abyss is torn
And the black death sweeps the land, cast upon the weakest
Disease and torment strips the bodies from their souls
And the scourge shall linger on, and leave but ashes and bones

When the fourth seal has been erased
He'll lead us into death

Riders of the great beast
Come reap and let's destroy
The earth and set fire to the sky

Over seas of agony and oceans of despair
A never ending stream of grief, of molten stone and painful death
Among the dead and cursed the pyres reach towards the sacred skies
Through the gates of hell we march with all demonic forces by our side

We are the apocalypse
Apocalypse
We are the apocalypse