Heap wreckage upon this modern age
All shallow comforts now washed away
A hurricane's ghost, a typhoon's echo
Primordial force of will remains

We are last of the before times
Now hear the old gods rise
Scream into eternity
this
All rivers run to the sea

A flood is coming and most of you will die
Drowned in distractions, an ancient tide
But we were built in the time before
To raise the black flag high and sail into the storm

We are last of the before times
Now hear the old gods rise
Scream into eternity
this
All rivers run to the sea

Hear beauty in destruction
The sea beast laid to rest
Hear beauty in destruction
The sea beast laid to rest

Hear beauty in destruction
The sea beast laid to rest
Hear beauty in destruction
The sea beast laid to rest

Lines of earth
Carved long and far
The ancient path
Dull and worn
Taking new shape
Into final form

Trident of the destroyer
The unmaking of your world
Mighty astra, endless rapture
Endless rapture
Unmake your world
Endless rapture
Unmake your world