When Stars Collide (Born Is He)
Look unto the days of warningA night that the sky is burningWhen stars collidePure mathematical perfectionAncient pain feeds resurrectionWhen stars collide
Forged in flames, sacred fireBorn in eastern sands of guile
Born is he, ten millenniaAfter the clouding of manSincerest venerationFor he that vindicates the end of manSworn are we, ten millenniaAfter the clouding of manUnleash abominationAs we accelerate the end of man