Chapter II - Residue...

May the vehement black flame ignites.
Under the benighted sky, apocalypse is nigh.
All will perish, only aversions remain.
Inevitable conclusion, every hope dies in vain.

Brought to the vacuity, total isolation.
Amidst the void, silent seclusion.
May the eternal darkness now cleansing your soul.
Metamorphose into fragments of hate, embrace the shadow.

Swirl into the abyss, where light does not exist.
Darkness within, remnants of sins.

The time has come!
Instill the residue, into the Misanthropic Forge!

(Beneath the Forge)
Servants of Dark has created,
To rebuild a world of hate.
At the crest of the world,
The Black Sun arises,
Begins to reign....

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