Hear the call, infinity years tall... Chaotic rites practiced in the blackest nights Noises of doom under the freezing moon Bringers of demise from the darkest depths they rise. - Hear the call, prophecies stygian Send them all oblivion, oblivion. - And when you hear noises of doom There will be no hope for you Into an endless nothing be consumed. - Fires are lit all shall crumble Skies are split grounds shall rumble. - And when you see signs of doom There will be no hope for you Into an endless nothing be consumed. - Endless Nothing (x4)