3 Inches Of Blood - Demon's Blade

The trumpets sound the end The crack of seals break Impending devastation brings the fall The sun it turns to black The weak will burn The leader comes with the evil sword The sun it sinks into the sea As they last rays fade and die forever Prophesize the fall of creation’s peak Make the righteous suffer for all time Prophesize, make them suffer for all time Demons that exist only in the night Conjured from the earth’s decay The blackened wings of hell Finally come unfurled The songs of the birds The glow of the dawn The sights, the sounds Eternally gone... Cut down by a demon’s blade By strange forces it was made A demon’s blade A masterstroke with the devil’s every swing The hell you dreamed of was never so real Now you’ll pray to the sting of the steel No opposition can counter the strike The first ranks of holy men fallen aside Chaotic weapon, only held by one Bloody hilt, demonic thrill, cursing God’s son! Cut down by a demon’s blade! By strange forces it was made! Cut down by a demon’s blade! A demon’s blade! Oh! A crimson mist will bathe the land All are driven mad who inhale the wind Behold the eve of the end of the world Behold the eve of the end of the world...