Divine Retribution Lyrics

Burn

Burn, fire

Seven angels, seven trumpets

Burn, fire

Seven bowls filled with anger

Burn, fire

Delight the dreams of hope and joy

Burn, fire

And all the pleasure to destroy

Twelve are the stars

The moon on her feet

And the child in her womb

Is the king of all kings

She comes down from heaven

For the great Babylon

Where the beast and the harlot

Are angrily waiting upon

Babylon

The moon is red

The sky is black

The earth is trembling

The stars are falling

People

Shouting

Singing

Screaming

Thunder strikes

Echoes from a distance

Fires of hell

Scorching earth in damnation

No beast so fierce

But knows some touch of pity

But I know none, and therefore

I am no beast

Divine retribution

We are victims of

Divine retribution

I am martyr of

Divine retribution

A sacrifice to the

Divine retribution

Total massive execution

Burn, fire

Seven angels, seven trumpets

Burn, fire

Seven bowls filled with anger

Burn, fire

Delight the dreams of hope and joy

Burn, fire

And all the pleasure to destroy

The fire

The blood and

The great Babylon

The victims

The martyrs

Divine retribution