The end of man
The end of time
Of gnashing teeth
The vision finds
I bid thee come and shown a world
We must endure

The first bowl has spilt over
Causing sores to break out
Upon all those who cowered and chose to bear the mark

Obliteration of my enemy's
The final battle has now begun

Waters all run with blood
Every living thing has turned to dust

Behold
I come like a thief in the night
Suffer ye this final test to stand and fight
Behold
I come like a thief in the night
Surrender it all to me
I've come for what is mine

Angels
Hover as they sing unto God
Echoed
By the voices from the altar

A fifth bowl pours down on the throne room of the beast
Unclean spirits flow from their mouths

Behold
I come like a thief in the night
Suffer ye this final test to stand and fight
Behold
I come like a thief in the night
Surrender it all to me
I've come for what is mine

Visions of doom
Visions of judgment
Visions of doom
The mother of harlots
Visions of judgement
Full of names of blasphemy
Abomination of the earth