Morning star — surging beyond. In ominous skies
Sorrowful light — shining for tragedy of paradise decayed
Season of plagues — winter falls
Turning lives into specters
Blasting blows of toxic storms
Carried along terminal winds
Blackened rays of a decayed sun
Rays of death
Blessing the blind masses
Paradise now in flames
Dissect all nations for them to know
Heaven is a tale of this ungodly land
The savior is a lie — sworn to save what can’t be saved