The Ancient Wind is howling Proclaiming what's to come The blood red destiny of man And blackening of the sun Devouring the bitter scroll Unleashing truth to man Prophecies of utter woe Unveiled by God's right hand Apocalyptic omens The earth will soon consume A crucible of indignation And bleeding of the moon Humanity struck with terror Beseeching for their end Still hardened in their torment The wrath of God descends Once symbols cloaked in shadows The depths of such concealed Through seventy sets of seven Atonement thus revealed With a spirit of supplication Zion embraces her salvation Revelation of the lamb slain Through tribulation grace remains Behold the fount majestic Where blood and water flows The Cornerstone of Zion Emmanuel enthroned Behold him The Lion Majestic King of Zion The Ancient Wind is howling Proclaiming what's to come The blood red destiny of man And blackening of the sun Flee from the wrath to come