Angelgoat - Armageddonia

Nightly riding the blizzard, Bringing the bloody message, From the hollowed passage, Death from dark bizarred. If I take down my masque, You will meet my ancient doom, Down in the torturing room, I will show the face of grotesque. The endless sky blood cry, And You must pay the charge, Or You are in Hell`s cage, And Your soul wont fly.