Close up the streams of morbid affection Bring the world to its knees by this stale neglection We stand alone in lines - against the defeat Plagued by defenseless fear, positioned to retreat He who stands on the great white throne We will come to know his name We have been waiting We have been waiting for him to come We have been waiting We have been waiting for this new son Defiled in greed and loath, divided by doubt Laced with venom, this pride's an incessant bout Piled upon the flood of emptiness, failure and void The sons of perdition - human consumed demonoid He who stands on the great white throne He will see and he will bleed We will come to know this new son Son of Perdition, the only Katechon We have been waiting We have been waiting for him to come We have been waiting We have been waiting for this new son He who stands on the great white throne He will see and he will bleed We had been waiting We had been waiting for this to come We had been saving We had been saving the world to none ... is this your hell?