The Seven Seals

The Seven Seals Golden city is now filled with stench Pearled gates in debris remain The river of living waters runs dry Tree of life gave it's last fruit God lies beheaded on his throne The seven torches no longer lit White mantles of the elders blood stained Decayed angels lie on the shores Limped sea has turned to black Praising creatures, praise no more Temporal book in shape of roll Once again in rightfull hands Archdemons fullfiled their fated quest Darkness shall prevail "I am worthy of receiving the book. I have crushed Adonai, I am worthy of breaking the seals..." The sky grows dark... The clouds dance with aquilon Broken seals fall to the ground Pandemonium spreads across a damned land Marked corpses rise from their graves Trumpets of punishment now sound