(Composição: Joel Grind) Hidden chamber beneath the Earth Built with stone and very dark Hiding lost atomic arms From a war never fought Malicious schemes, the Devil's own Weapons under his control Overlord splits the ground, aiming for the sky A strike for the holy one, now it's time to die Nuke the Cross Wall of fire glowing bright Lightning cracks across the sky Warheads boiling to extremes Religion is now history Pit fiend in the hellish planes Master of his domain Sounds of the angels crying heard throughout the night A strike for the holy on now it's time to die Nuke the cross Your savior can't retaliate Can't fight against this storm of hate Brought on by years of lies Cast right out from the skies Using stockpiles made by man Stronger than we can grasp Missiles launched, encased in black aiming for the sky God can't defend this strike Now's his time to die
