It's time to see the end of days;
It's time to feel the last sun's rays;
It's time to die; it's time to rot;
It's time to lose the last drop of blood.

The sky is bleeding, it feels so wrong.
The earth is boiling; the falling stones
Destroy our world of broken bones.

Here comes death for everyone;
No one will see the brand-new sun,
And none will wield a brand-new gun.

Tomorrow always comes too late,
Tomorrow we will meet our fate;
We won't be saved by rage and hate.

God blessed peace and cursed all wars,
But we forgot this simple law;
The End of Days will stop it all.