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Fight is falling over the heart of europe.

Darkened claws are reaching out.

Cold wind is carrying the groan of the woods

to godforsaken grounds.

A stertorous breathing infects the silence,

manifesting itself in the disk.

The deep lying eyes and the decayed hands

are prepared to tear heresy apart.

Assigned from heaven as ambassador of wrath.

My name is Deber! Demon of pestilence!

Forever lurking in the shadows of the night.

I am Deber. Daemon pestilentiae.

Pain... sorrow... madness

Redemption by catharsis.

The rising moon predicts the terror

and leads the raven to the tombs.

Bloody tears create a lake

which fades away into the void.

Irrepressible madness makes the eyeballs swell

Devouring a child called hope.

A demon's needle pricks the blains.

Black pus is soaking the ground.

My name is Deber! Demon of pestilence!

Forever lurking in the shadows of the night.

I am Deber. Daemon pestilentiae.

So beware of the shadows in the night.

Leeching on to your mind with unrelenting claws.

Who ever faces Deber will forfeit his life.

Incarnation of the blackened death.

My name is Deber! Demon of pestilence!

Assigned from heaven as ambassador of wrath.

Forever lurking in the shadows of the night.

I am Deber. Daemon pestilentiae.