Letras
When the clarion horns shall sound
And the dead shall rise again
Then shall be to all well known
The deeds of evil unjust men
Those ones true shall seek of the heights
And those ones naught, to the abyss
Let it be with no release
No hope nor pardons shall be writ
When the sea gives up her dead
The earth shall open wide
And all shall stand before
The judgment-seat of light
Then shall the books be opened
And men's deeds are brought to be
So shall the righteous inherit
Of the Elysian kingdoms
And as the wicked will be cast
Cast into a sea of flame
Depart from me, ye cursed souls
Into the everlasting fire
Depart from me, ye cursed souls
Into the everlasting fire
The infernos that which are now prepared
For daemons and fallen men
So let us all prepare
For the coming of that day
And let us live out life
That we may be worthy
So let us all prepare
For the coming of that day