Doommaker -

The night calls

as the evening light fades

cast your shadow

and cover this earth

bury the surface

and possess the nights dark

come forth, put spells on my thoughts.

I am the master of decease

I am the pain that grows within your soul

I am this worlds doom maker.

From another world

He arise from the ruins

which will be their graves

spawn of Satan

gather as one

and set this world in flames.

We are the seeds of fire

spreading in the wind

Masters of your sorrow

And now, we will bring you down.

We are the master of decease

We are the pain that grows within your soul

We are this worlds doom maker.