Sonus Mortis - Harbinger of Doom

Nightshade, devoid of empathy I see.
Deaths blade, holds no sympathy for me.

There is no faith in these desolate times.
The bells of doom, how I long for those chimes.

And how we walked
And how we prayed
And now we run,
And now we are,

Torn, limb from limb we are torn.
Our Faith, is closing in on our salvation.

Prospect of judgement.
A fury of fire.
A sacrifice for sins.
Passion and desire,

Harbinger, Harbinger Of Doom And Despair
The apocalypse has come and drawn you near.

Harbinger, Harbinger Of Doom And Despair
The apocalypse has come and drawn you near.
It has come to take you all.

Eradication
Annihilation
Damnation
The transformation is..

..complete.

The transformation is complete.

I am the Messiah standing here with my creation?
I must step forward and secure my redemption.

Twists and turns as it begins to start.
My creation lifts it's human heart.
And it cries,
Is this lies or are my eyes deceiving me?
Flesh from bone,
The dark unknown, rising up to consigned posterity.

My creation takes full shape and flees with no surprise.
I hit the ground as I now realise, what I've become.

The last bit of hope with humanity I'll consume.
Thousands more will suffer as I am the harbinger of doom.
Here comes the harbinger of doom.