Prodigia comploratus
Silens, oro
Regnet exitium

Days of warning
Night brings morning
My prayers, worthless
Heaven is burning down
I walk stricken
Pitch black vision
Oh One, save me
Caress my weary eyes

Darkest Lord, your mercy shall I gain
Strike the match, engulf the earth in flames
In flames
In flames
In flames

Nature quaking
Prophets aching
I kneel, faithful
Damnation cracks the sky
My heart, fiction
Superstition
Your grace, deathless
Give life to my last breath

Darkest Lord, your mercy shall I gain
Strike the match, engulf the earth in flames
In flames
In flames
In flames

Grant them eternal rest, oh Lord
Embrace them into your army of undead
Strike with vengeance those who oppose your will
And lay waste to all those who shall be set before you
Walk with them and shield them from the blinding light of servitude
And devastate your enemies as they die by your hand
Amen

Prodigia comploratus
Silens, oro
Regnet exitium

Rise from ashes
Violence clashes
My soul, vacant
Cleanse me of all this sin
I stand guilty
I bleed filthy
Born of fire
Savor this final hour

Darkest Lord, your mercy shall I gain
Strike the match, engulf the earth in flames
In flames
In flames
In flames