Dawn of the Apocalypse - Vassline

Angels of destiny reaching out silently.

The words of wisdom, speaking uncertainty.

Looking down from the top,

This time I will strike you down.

The times of solitude had been carved alone.

Wounds won’t heal, the pain will stay

until the end.

Curse of destruction remains,

End of downfall comes near.

Endless probation drilling down the weakness.

Blood has been shed for the survival.

My eyes stare at the end of the world

When hope is lost, death awaits us.

Remember to pray for your only chance.

God’s dice of the destiny starts to

roll at the final dawn.

A destiny, can never bring me down.

A destiny, can never tear me down.

I will stand against, I will fight against.

It’s my final blaze.