Deliverance -

dark clouds and storms

fading stars

smell of dread

woes and cries

seas of blood

sulphur rain

turbulant air

trembling earth

the end of times

the end of days

now at the gates

who’ll stay alive?

awed with the view

of bloody- red Sun

none will avoid

the forthcoming fire

lost in the dark

which veiled the Earth…

whispers around

cold fear inside

the end of times

the end of days

the wicked ones

will fall in flames

the end of times

the end of days

the Judge at the gates

the Deliverance