Dawn of megiddo de Celtic Frost

Humilated in human form/we have to die to be reborn
awaiting the final judgement/the dawn now lifts
subjects of flesh/slaves of lust
the cross has failed/you won't see the coming fall
A diviner's fire and soil
flames, like flowers, like blood
fires of freedom, flowers of doom
a surface of hateful hope

oh subjects of pain
lovers of death
you will feel
the yearning flames
Flames like tongues - like cries
pant for kisses - for bites
seven steps - and we're one
humilated - in human thoughts
The frost, it bites/your inner heart
frozens the flame/ln every eye
the lord will come/broken ice
the fire will burn/gleaming ways
Well never be reborn
prenatal death's redeemed (our lives)
(into his hand) we demand our hearts
the lord and we are one