Waste of Tiamat

Twisting, falling, like eagles they drop from the sky Without warning, the nuclear beast shows its eyes Chaos ramped, the cult of the severed head rise Among the ashes, could not foresee strength or size Haunting screaming, gone in a flash of our eyes Priestly being meant nothing more than their guise Fallen angels, light up the sky with demise Blackened hydra makes way as dark men conspire Demons swarming, attacking the few who survive Armageddon, the heavens and hell will collide Cometh conqueror, black death is allotted its time Primely power, to walk through the blood is divine