The kings of the earth will weep and lament. Their crown shall melt on their own heads. The flames of judgement. The wrath of the gods. The eradication of life. How long will you torment my soul? And leave me in pieces with words? Prophecies of Doom are nothing but lies. 'Til Nibiru falls down from the sky. Hang the prophets. Hang them all! The kings of the earth will weep and mourn. Their throne shall be turned into dust. The icons will pour the blood of the Saints. The cross will be broken at last. How long will you torment my soul? And leave me in pieces with words? Prophecies of Doom are nothing but lies. 'Til Nibiru falls down from the sky. Hang the prophets. Hang them all!!