Demon's Blade - 3 Inches Of Blood

The trumpets sound the end

The crack of seals break

Impending devastation brings the fall

The sun it turns to black

The weak will burn

The leader comes with the evil sword

The sun it sinks

Into the sea

As the last rays fade and die

Forever

Prophesize the fall of creation’s peak

Make the righteous suffer for all time

(Prophesize, make them suffer for all time)

Demons that exist only in the night

Conjured from the earth’s decay

The blackened wings of hell

Finally come unfurled

The songs of the birds

The glow of the dawn

The sights, the sounds

Eternally gone

Cut down by a demon’s blade

By strange forces it was made

A demon’s blade

A masterstroke with the devil’s every swing

The hell you dreamed of was never so real

Now you’ll pray to the sting of the steel

No opposition can counter the strike

The first ranks of holy men fallen aside

Chaotic weapon, only held by one

Bloody hilt, demonic thrill, cursing god’s son

Cut down by a demon’s blade

By strange forces it was made

Cut down by a demon’s blade

A demon’s blade

A crimson mist will bathe the land

All are driven mad who inhale the wind

Behold the eve of the end of the world

Behold the eve of the end of the world