Reigns in Fire - Oblivion

He whose hands shape the tremors, arise

He who reigns in fire, arise

A light ignited, a mark of sins produced

The one has been chosen the portal is open

A new epoch now born

Violent splitting of the earth

Cracking from the core

Defilement of artifact

And the scent of the dead

Raise the hands, bow in ritual

Vessels aligned, scattered in unison

Raise the hands, intonations

Voices divide, spawning dysithrian

Fragments come together

Dismemberments align

Like water drawn back to ocean

To walk again into the shadow

A light ignited, a mark of sins produced

The one has been chosen the portal is open

A new epoch now born

Blood fills the streets

Blood fills the sky

Blood washes over our cities

Blood is everywhere

The new world is born…

The new world is bathed.

…in blood