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Arise thy evil soul

 Mortals end is near

 Rise of the ancients are coming

 Mortals dwell in fear

 Ripped up from the grave

 The gathering is here

 Kingdom of the dark

 That has made our souls so strong

 It's floating in our blood

 The words of unholiness

 Arise thy evil soul

 Mortals end is near

 Rise of the ancients are coming

 Mortals dwell in fear

 Dead walks from their graves

 The gathering is here

 Never will die

 All within the abyss

 Incense fills the cave

 Where the Sabbath is held

 You can feel the lust in the air

 The smell of death

 We all know what's to come

 The warlock - Satan's son

 Day of doom, suffocation

 The time has come to darkend the sun