Arbiters of the Apocalypse
Lyrics
Pestilence, herald of sickness Exordium of our doom Consuming both the old and the young Precious innocents stillborn in the womb The first of the plagues befallen man This woeful curse brought forth by our own hands Broken are the seals, commence the end times ♪ Open the gates of destruction ♪ Battles abound on marches war Hear the galloping hooves of the horsemen Carnage divine, the four shall align Apocalyptic judgement A black shadow cast across the land Feast your eyes on the scales of starvation Famine devours all Fulfilling this prophecy of deprivation ♪ The arbiters of the apocalypse come to claim what they are owed Now death reigns triumphant, no god will have mercy on our souls
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 04:20
- Key
- 11
- Tempo
- 112 BPM