Tenfold the dead outnumber the living 
Will hindsight mark our time 
The dark end or beginning 

The hands of doom 
Will strike the midnight hour soon 
The sands of time will reap the whirlwind 

I am the destroyer, the sword of Damocles 
I hang above you for all to see 
I am the poison that fills the air you breathe 
This day of wrath 

I am the slaughter of diversity 
The rotting flesh of the deceased 
I am the burning book that you are yet to read 
This day of wrath the world shall burn 

You cannot defeat me for we are twin 
 [bad word] the mindless mob, exhort the fringe 

Each step forward a step toward your death 
Survival is a two horse race 
But who will take the bets 

This day, this day of wrath 
Will consume the world in ashes 

Now your special status has been denied 
Only so many shall live as have already died 

I am the destroyer my armaments are three 
Starvation, terror and disease 
I am not bound by borders 
I can strike across the sea 
This day of wrath 

I am the proselytizer devoid of sanity 
I would the world be slaughtered for my belief 
On pain of bloody torture bow to my authority 
This day of wrath the world shall burn 

You cannot escape me for I am within 
I surround you I hem you in 

I am the destroyer I can no longer be withheld 
The growing madness consumes the world 
Infest the seats of power the prophecy fulfilled 
This day of wrath 

I am the conflagration 
That wrests the day from night 
Obscure the constellations with blinding light 
final termination will purge the world of life 
This day of wrath the world shall burn 

The all-consuming fire will scorch the earth 
But in your scattered ashes seeds of rebirth