Only just breaking the surface
Seven heads begin to rise up from below
With ten horns each adorned with crowns

The leviathan from the southern sea

Mankind stands in such terrible awe

That gaping lions maw
Waiting to swallow us all
For the creatures that await below


Blasphemy inscribed
On every scalp


We will be judged
Diabolossus


Trembling at his feet
The world on its knees

Our shores soaked in blood
We grip our souls tight


Soon the pale horse will ride
But for now diabolossus must dine
Seven and kingdoms and ten thrones

They burn like funeral pyres

We throw seventeen kings at this infernal beast

Still it screams for a bigger feast

We shall be judged

Diabolossus