For all of those about to die He plays and sings this lullaby He made his resting place deep within Earth's womb But now he is awakened from his eternal tomb As you hear the church's bell for the last time chime Forth comes the master of all space and time He is not a foe, He is not a friend He is the beginning and He is the end He weaves destiny On his infernal loom A tide that swallows time The last child of doom He is not a god but an entity Aeons old The forger of all worlds you are about to behold No point in running you got nowhere to go Humanity should have never sank so low As you listen to the last notes of his lullaby The reality sinks in – you are all about to die He is not a foe, He is not a friend He is your woe and this is the end He weaves history On his macabre loom Time to meet your destiny And impending doom