[Verse]
Standing amongst the ruins
Archangels with their horns
To summon up the living
To empty out their graves
No longer a heaven
All gods [?] become a man
All men's dreams have ended
Singing parades the air
[Chorus]
Hark, the herald angel sing
Praise to men who have no king
Hark, the herald angel sing
Praise to men who have no king
[Verse]
Standing amongst the ruins
Archangels with their horns
To summon up the living
To empty out their graves
No longer a heaven
All gods [?] become a man
All men's dreams have ended
Singing parades the air
[Chorus]
Hark, the herald angel sing
Praise to men who have no king
Hark, the herald angel sing
Praise to men who have no king