ITS war

Its war - crushed in the sacred door
Its war - demons enter the holy hall
Its war - and angels from heaven fall
Its war - victory for the subterra lord
Flames... sky is red... its been said
Its war in heaven, the temple is on fire
Red raindrops fall and there is claps of thunder
Like battle drums rumbling for the demonic lord
Angels.. with their harps crumpled around their necks
Use the last words to sing a song, like that would help
You are already dead!
The wind on earth getting stronger
As a new angel scream
And beg for mercy to a king thats already dead
Words from books of holy origin has no longer any power
Empty prayings and a request to a god that has escaped
Abandoned and frightened he hides somewhere beyond
He has left you all behind
The black flag sways on the top of the world
As the riders of doom rides up the heavenstairs
And find the path through the angel dust
To find and crush the sacred life source well