Vengeance Is Thiers

Cast from heaven, the deity cry
Sent to die form heavens sky
The unholy angels unfurl their wings
To make way for the war up high

The dark angels relentless plan
Won't stop till they conquer the saviors land
The unly horde they unsheath their swords
Brining hate and anger as the battle unfolds

Hate in their eyes, look to the sky
Prepare to die
Vengence is theirs, no blood to be spared
Seiging the gate

White feathers, falling like snow
Drifting down, the crimson flows
Divine angels, slaughtered like lambs
For the darkess has shaded his sacred land

Winged Corpses lay on the ground
Heaven is hell with chaos abound
Satan's army stands alone
Lucifer points and they charge the throne
The soil of heaven is cold and plain
God fear crys out in pain
Storms of chaos are left in their wake
Heavens throne is left to take

Vengence is theirs, no blood to be spared
Sieging the gate

Heaven own lie dead in stacks
With the smell of brimstone, it all goes black
They charge the Throne, the final attack