March of the Gods

Ancient sons of a land forgotten
Ripe with a burning to conquer all
They're coming, putrid hoards of
Gaping mouths dripping tar

Hear the earth it trembles with the weight of a thousand strong
Black figures arising
Ascending through the eyes of fire
Hear the cries of aeons left in suffering
Creeping closer, feel the terror

Ancient prophecy that must unfold
Written in stone in the deep abyss
They're seeping through the realms below
Seeking out to feed their blood lust

Is this the end
I see the armies of the damned
Arriving

Rivers drying as hoards of ash
Consume the air
The blackened sun gives way to skies
Of raining fire
Revelation through death and despair
It's here and now
The march of gods so vile

Awaiting the end
Your soul condemned to damnation
Full-scale annihilation
Dear god how can this be?

Purged of mankind, the earth waits to rot
Sifting through the grains of sand
The hourglass lies shattered amongst the stones
Vanquished the chapter is complete
All that's left are memories
Memories of the weeping, the screaming