Blood so deep, the horse must hold his head up high
In the valley of decision third, the world will die
Beat your hoes and plows into axes and spears
As the armies meet in a battle they predict for years

Let the weak say, "I'm a warrior"
Bring down the warriors
Let the faithless regain faith
Your faith is hopeless

The prophets and the psychics and the military agree
Continual crisis leads us straight to World War III
Roll the red carpet, let the angel of death ride in
To the valley of decision let the mayhem begin

Let the weak say, "I'm a warrior"
To bring down your warriors
Let the faithless regain faith
Your faith is hopeless

Apocalyptic madness, two thirds of the world in sadness
The other third is gone but this sadness lingers on
Troubled cities and an aftermath of hate
No way to stop them 'cause now it's too late

The Antichrist's mission done
The dead are the only lucky ones
Are you ready to [bad word] 
decision, make a decision for the valley, you're too late
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Make your decision 'cause you've got no choice