Little Horn Lyrics

All since long implanted deep down in the structures of the soul.
Awaken to illuminate the demonic nature of man.
From deep inflicted sacrificial wounds for the coming of our Lord.
Dark thick blood and growing aura in the color of brass and trumpets sound.
Inside delusive mist a blurry vision of a head of pure gold, chest and arms of silver, legs of iron and clay.
To be revived through the ruins of an old empire broken in half.
Breed and restored through deadly sins and the destruction of souls.
Visions from beyond and with feet like a bear,
demonized eyes and smeared in blood.
Ensnared in thorns. The ten horns are ten kings who shall arise from this kingdom. He who rises among them shall subdue three kings.
He speaks blasphemy against god and persecutes the saints.
Intent to change times and laws.
Saints shall be give into his hand for a time and times and half a time.
From a fallen empire rose a different empire,
from where nations rose against nations. With a new authority, through ten nations and among crowned kings a great voice will rise.
A little horn that shatters all crowns.