Birth and Death of Rish'ah

The scourge is coming
Face under blood
Four gates are crushed
Blackened remains
No one is saved
Rish'ah coming
No use for pray

Foul devastation
Where death is crowned
There's no salvation
No battleground
Burning currents
Sick flesh combusts
Fire, pyres
Bones turns to dust

The beast devouring
The heat of the world
The womb is barren
No future unfolds
Bone dust flies high
No sun warming the earth
Life is worn out
And forbidden the birth

Forgotten empty husk
Left on the cross
Faith is extinguished
And god is a corpse
No souls to save
Useless mission has failed
Darkness is spreading
Light fading away

Glory rotting, power decay
Fire burning, man is the prey