Fall of Dagon کے بول

He rides the chariot of clouds The thunder rumbles and resounds And when he speaks the deer gives birth The mountains melt into the earth Holy, holy Holy, holy Holy, holy Holy, holy All the prophets of false gods Their legs grow weak and strength gives out From picking up their graven image Falling down on to the ground Holy, holy Holy, holy Holy, holy Holy, holy Holy, holy All I can sing Holy, holy Creation sings Holy, holy The heavens ring Holy, holy Holy, holy All I can sing Holy, holy Creation sings Holy, holy The heavens ring Holy, holy, holy, holy, holy Holy, holy All I can sing Holy, holy Creation sings Holy, holy The heavens ring Holy, holy He rides the chariot of clouds The thunder rumbles and resounds