...And the sky turns to black

The impious darkness vomited its unholy and

obscure cloak from the heights

Solitary souls covered by shadows

Men, women and children excruciated

by the agony of the domination

Lifeless god, skies in flames

Like an uncontrollable conflagration

making tremble the thrones

Enslaved bodies, faithless clergy

Controlled by corrupted creatures by delight,

slaves to their own creation

...And the sky turns to black

The innocent hope of any day having

their sins forgiven, now destroyed

Immaculate dreams are lost

Prophecies and beliefs break up

before the new reality

Everlasting graces no more

Only the perpetual disgrace reigning over the earth

Nightmares, now, are reality

Symbolizing the painful destiny with no return

A new age arises

Where chaos and disharmony reign

Desecration, tribulation

Only darkness is real

Ecstasy of souls

Inhuman, with no love in their hearts

Celebrating

The death of a lifeless god

The wind blows...

...The moon is red...

...Angels fall...

...And the sky turns to black.

Lead: Paulo Lisboa

"Repulsion of the gods, the sun no longer rises

No redemption, no salvation, no second chance to live

Cursed souls now regurgitate their own faith

And roam forever lost in the shadows of the endless abyss..."

The wind blows...

...The moon is red...

...Angels fall...

...And the sky turns to black.