Prelude (The King Is Dead) / Storms of Hell (Opera Chapter 1

Up from the depths comes an evil so black
A fury so fierce the sky starts to crack
The mountains they fall, earth trembles
and shakes
The ocean it boils as the demons awake

Storms of Hell,they rise and swell
The blood of saints will mark betrayal
Storms of Hell, cast ever spell
And this the day be known that heaven fell
heaven fell

The angels attack, too little too late
Is paradise lost to a merciless fate?

Storms of Hell....
The dark lunges forth, on blackened horde,
To feast on the dead and slay all that's left
The darkness it preys as angel wings blaze
Impaled on the spears and screams
deafen ears

Defenders of light, all holy and bright
They rally once more to bring final fight

Storms of Hell....