Prepare for war, prepare for the worst This time your kingdom will burn, and all your children with it The sky will fall, burst into flames This is your last living day, so gather your cavalry They'll bring candles to your grave, and I’ll blow them all out I'll come with fire, to light your northern sky I'll come with ice to hide the ash of when you're dead Tonight we'll speak of days you thought of peace Tonight we'll speak of who takes power This is your last plea Now get on your knees, and start to pray Sacrifice of the dead is what you'll speak when it all turns red The moon, the stars, the blissful night to be reborn Blood will be shed, and all will turn to be reformed