I Descending from the heavens An army of the king. Gathered by his vengeance This cleansing must begin. Awakened by their master They’re aiming for their kill. Blood of the sinners Awaiting to be spilled. II The king has returned to us He ordered to commence. Slaughtered by his angels, The evil stood no chance. Storming the world with his cadence Leaving no one alive. A wicked price for this insolence His iron hand shall decide. III He’s here to cast the final stone Oblivion to their minds. Damnation of their wretched souls, Thrown into the fire! Return of the one true king, Fall down to your knees! Glory to his majesty The slayer of the beast! ...The beast!