Original lyrics
ENEchoes in the dusk
Cry and loud moan
Anticipation of pain
Image of the apocalypse
My mind is stopping
It is looking for definition
Walking into the darkness
I see apocalyptic image
Lot of blood and pieces of bodies
Moans of bloody angels
Banquet of beasts with horns /devils/
It is like a cafilery
Thousands of victims
Are falling
From the cliff to the abyss
For all the misery
For lies and cruelty
Bodies and sinners
Are falling into darkness
In this kettle is cry
Over the burning flame
Angels are dying
All the Christians
With fall into the kettle
And will die in pain
Which they were abusing yourself
After thousands of years
Its beginning the rebellion
Last way of saints
