Dark predictions took place in time
Legions making a world die
Fire storms and mass sacrifice
Burning corpses, fading cries

All hope is gone
The defeated crawl in despair
They embrace the oppositors wrath
Found themselves tearing wings apart

Tearing wings apart!

The command is to raise
The tides that come from the well of hate
To kill the servants and rape what's left
To exterminate the emptiness betrayed

Bleeding in anger, losing the grace
Fighting the enlightened, crushing their faith
They have embraced the oppositors wrath
They have just torn their own wings apart!

War, hate, pest and mayhem
Emerging to rule
The triumphant march of the impure
In a newborn Hell.

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