From the throne came flashes of lightning Rumblings, and peals of thunder Before the throne seven lamps were blazing These are the seven spirits of God
Fire born from the emptiness Lost souls, faith relinquished
Are you judging my morals and my lack of faith? Intolerance of nothing that is sacrosanct Disgracing the arrogant I'll craft my throne from pestilence Malevolent, you're nothing You're all dead to me, dead!