Cryptic Conversion The Last Revelation

Salting the earth, this end of war
Look around your hope so far

Inception of war
You already lose
So bow on your knees
I’ll cut off your throats

He sleep and wait his triumph
Fear dealer
The prophecy remind
You died
Sweet dreams will stopped by him
His calling
And light goes out in dark
Inside us

Oh, I think I got it
After I lose my mind
The truth is coming
And we can find a way out

He sleep and wait his triumph
Fear dealer
The prophecy remind
You died
Sweet dreams will stopped by him
His calling
And light goes out in dark
Inside us

Necronomicon is my map of this world