I recall the smokeless fire where the stars are born Set within the night I have heard the twilight whispers of the unknown god Dragon son of dawn. I have touched the face of magic, wormwood shadows Enchanted abyss I have seen the war in heaven, no fucking heroes 'Til the bitter end Hark the gleaming red serpent entwined in imprisoned waters The great deceiver of men, clothed in the secrets of creation 'Tis the keeper of locusts that swarm in the bemoaning pit Where tragedy shall unfold before the eyes of heaven And the dead shall be awakened and thereafter all hell Shall spew forth her forsaken sons in one last celestial conflict Where darkness shall be vanquished forever.