اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Through the mystic wandering hazes
I can see the fiery faces
Sending judgment down upon the age
We shall dwell
And overcome them
All that seeks to ruin
Righteous men
No one stone upon another
In the temples of her mother
Flames consume the blood of Babylon
In the brightness of His coming
I can hear the world confessing
Bending knee
In praises of His name
