Fearless I become in the face of a certain death.
Ageless, Vile and Horned rises Overlord,
The realm is now in flames, all the souls howl in suffering.
The Witching hour comes, call to none!

Nobody can stop the flow of a streaming blood,
Agonizing screams breed futility.
Asphyxiating stench of the molten bones,
Cursed come the troops from the underworld.

And the seeds of hopefulness will perish in fire.

Riding on the steeds, shining fangs like serpent's
Holding spiked mace in gaunt palms.
Knowing no exhaustion, invading East and West.
Exterminating the mankind.

I will devour all your souls, and all the light will be disgorged.

Come to me, the stillborn flesh, and I will show you the transgression.

Run for your life before the end,
Into a high dimension you will transcend.

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