Barren Foundation.

Red craters, deep crevices, clothed in the bones.
Manna suck the ground, leeches of despair .
The one you search for lurks beneath...
Bathing in black flame below.

Perspiration upon every forehead,
Consternation inside the moor.
There is no hope for a barren foundation...
Death walked into hell and closed the door.

Earth is only the beginning...
Replica of dominations to come,
The seraphim and the angels singing...
Calls of warfare in the atmosphere.

Repentance nigh, salvation ready...
Battalions of light and darkness' tenure.
Hope lies not in a barren foundation...

Death waits in Hell to shut the door.