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Riding through darkness on pestilent winds

rushing onward from the realms of sin

through fog and fire, through dust by night

driven by evil, to end the existence of light

rabid rotten riders, bringers of plague

scythes in their claws, rusty poisoned blade

scatter the seeds of darkness with their hands

come

destroy and take peace from the land

shadowfaced, bound to the horned god

servants of sin, smell of rotting guts

cursed in eternity, living in fire

spitting the flames that now burn this empire

armageddon has come!

what once was so strong, shining so pride

what once was a kindom of beauty and light

now crushed and buried, now ruins and dust

now conquerd by evil, reigned by terror and lust

...on pestilent winds