Clash of the Gods

Between heaven and hell and day and night There's a place on a mountain above the sky Gods of fire, of death and war Breaking the silence, can't you hear them roar The World will twist around And we all must die And the World is falling down Under a blood red sky Clash of the Gods Beggars and saints, wasted and wounded Innocent victims crying at the moon The earth is getting colder and darker The sun is whistling a dying tune The World will twist around And we all must die And the World is falling down Under a blood red sky Clash of the Gods