Cataclysm lyrics

Without man the earth began Without man the earth will end Our judgment approaches. Our presence will be erased. They will come from the skies. An implausible might we must face. Impact of cataclysmic scope indicate their arrival to this world Masses gather to kneel to their feet, these are not gods these are not angels, These are not gods These are not angels The ancients return To their temples The harvest begins Beliefs mean nothing. The harvest begins