8. Last Day (into the Morning Light)

Covered with Wings and Bones
Made from the Angels of Hate
Staves and Crosses Piled in the Pit of Their Fate
Millions Counted in Their Numbers
the Dragon Now Fat How He Slumbers
Set at Ease
with Words He Succeeds
Six 3 Score and Six - six million and six
Finally the Number Drawn
but Oh How He Bleeds
Some Say the Number of the Beast the Number of a Man but Not the Least
First One Then the Last
A to Z Standing in Judgment from the Things of the Past
Yeah
Covered with Wings and Bones
Made from the Angels of Hate
Staves and Crosses Piled in the Pit of Their Fate
Great and Tall He Stands Waiting for the Key from His Hand
Opening the Destruction of Mortal Man
with the Chain of Satans' Brand, in His Hand
Now on Earth His Head Covered in Curses
Bound with Holy Bands
the World Cannot Show Him but Now They Know Who He Is
Now They Know the Angel Well
Yeah
Covered with Wings and Bones
Made from the Angels Hate
Staves and Crosses Piled in the Pit of Their Fate
Millions Counted in Their Numbers
the Dragon Now fat He Slumbers
Set at Ease with Words He Succeeds
Six 3 Score and Six - six million and six
Finally the Number Drawn
But Oh How He Bleeds
Some Say the Number of the Beast the Number of a Man but Not the Least
Standing at the Last Gate
like Angels Drawn into the Morning Light
Present in the World Now He Begins to Fight, Princes and Covenants
Cursing through the Hours of the Night
A Holy Battle Locked in Its Reich
He Walks on the Earth Now
Standing in the Morning Light, Waiting for the Day He Must Give up His Life