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From the abyss, they rise anew.

The spirits of darkness, diabolical and immortal.

Clawing their way from the depths below,

to bring devastation and chaos.

Arrival souls of demonic ancestors

are breaking free from their gravely holes.

Ancestral power, dark and old.

A myth of horror, yet untold.

As their ancient realm returns again,

their reign of terror will begin.

The end of days for everyone.

Perdition will arise, and hail to Satan.

Hail Satan!

In the depths of the ritual chamber,

shadows crawl towards the surface.

Demonic figures with blackened eyes

raise their arms from the dirt.

They utter the ominous prophecies of the dread arrival.

Each word, a dark promise of Lucifer's return.

A circle of demons,

gathered around the blazing fire,

summons through the flames

to awaken the dread

spirits across this ravaged, bloody land.

"Arise and arrive to us!"

Seal this world so only darkness

and emptiness remain.

As Lucifer arrives, reign begins.

Demonic terror brings forth devastation and chaos.

The end of days for everyone.

Perdition arise, and hail to Lucifer.

The end of days for everyone.

Perdition arise, and hail to Satan.

Hail Satan!

Shouts of demons in a twilight chamber,

bringing the pure squall.

A world remade of fear and pain.

Life is above the command of dread fate and perdition.

The final days for everyone!

Hail Satan!

Hail Satan, rise again!

The end of days for everyone.

Hail Satan!