Clash of the Gods

Between heaven and hell, and day and night
There’s a place on a mountain, above the sky
Gods of fire, of death and war
Breaking the silence, can’t you her them roar
The world will twist around
And we all must die
And the world is falling down
Under a blood red sky
Clash of the gods
Clash of the gods
Clash of the gods
Clash of the gods
Beggars and saints, wasted and wounded
Innocent victims crying at the moon
The earth is getting colder and darker
The sun is whistling a dying tune