Lyrics:

Iron birds of fortune
Adrift above the skies
Cloudy revelations
Unseen by naked eyes
Flying tools of torment
Will penetrate the sphere
Erupt the rock of ages
Bringing final fear

Instruments of destruction
Tools of foul play
It's a violent eruption
Existence drips away

What will really matter
When nothing really counts
Brave eternal darkness
When you're drained of every ounce
And when the nightmare's over
The final from the storm
Dust of all creation
To ashes we transform

Instruments of destruction
Tools of foul play
It's a violent eruption
Existence drips away

Instruments of destruction
Tools of foul play
It's a violent eruption
Existence drips away

Instruments of destruction
Tools of foul play
It's a violent eruption
Existence drips away

Instruments of destruction
Tools of foul play
It's a violent eruption
Existence drips away