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Gather ye wizards

The rituals begun

Bring upon darkness

A veil of black shrouds the sun

Invoke this evil

To create new life

A sacrifice is required

A thousand men must die

The rituals begun

A new savior is born

To his will we are bound

To his command we conform

This is the blackening

Tis the day of our lord

Only those who are worthy

Shall die by his sword

An ending has come

The oracle foretold in her vision

Bathe in the blood

Bring our enemies to their perdition

A spirit of death

Of war, pain, pestilence and famine

End the resistance

May our dark lord’s throne be fastened

At the head of the earth…

The rituals begun

A new savior is born

To his will we are bound

To his command we conform

This is the blackening

Tis the day of our lord

Only those who are worthy

Shall die by his sword