Soon winter again
snowlord come
Come and cover those grey walls

VIOLENCE CALLS!
I want his fall
his epic fall in this evil war
fought to protect our ancient throne

From this grey prison I look at you
my lost and beloved wasted holy town
I call the prophecy's miracle
the thunder of the ancient book's word

WE ARE
WE ARE THE ONES
WHO'LL FACE THE STEELGODS
OF THIS LAST APOCALYPSE
OF THE LAST APOCALYPSE!

Now Algalord lies
in the shades
of my shy mystic rainbow

VIOLENCE CALLS!
I want his fall
his epic fall in this evil war
trapped behind these humid walls

Raise all your eyes to the autumn skies
capture the energy of that sight
They can have fun with my limbs and bones
but I swear my spirit will never fall

WE ARE
WE ARE THE ONES
WHO'LL FACE THE STEELGODS
OF THIS LAST APOCALYPSE
OF THE LAST APOCALYPSE!