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Drawn on a parchment between the caves of Oarri

Hidden among beeches was the castle of the mysterious tower.

Ghostly shadows on swift horses crossed the forests of Zalgo.

Spirits condemned to ride for eternity towards the astral dawn of war as the warriors of the apocalypse from the deepest shades unlock the doors of evil road not to return anymore where the battle has no end.

Storms of fire come out from the abyss of the earth with the sound of he horns in the darkness of the night.

Cries of death come defeating the enemy in honour of the ancestors