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Rising death, the black covers the skies,

Screams of pain, bring from the depths,

The apocalyptic times

Decay, the smell of putrefaction,

Demonic lords and undead hordes,

Are ready for the action.

No life will be exception to the wrath of gods,

For all the sin committed,

since back the dawn of times,

Rising death, the black covers the skies,

Screams of pain, bring from the depths,

The apocalyptic times

Decay, the smell of putrefaction,

Demonic lords and undead hordes,

Are ready for the action.

Nightmares, dream heaters,

Devouring your soul,

Gargoyles, and reapers, killing from above,

Demons and warhounds, feeding from the dead,

Welcome my friends, to the eternal bloodshed.

No life will be exception to wrath of the gods,

For all the sin committed,

For all the pain inflicted, since back the of time,

You all desserve to die.