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Upon black wings, it’s being falls from the heavens

Crashing into the mortal realm

I’m engulfed as it’s shadow floods over me

Seven beings ride into battle

I am dead, but alive

Wounded, but healed

His words echo like battle horns

O’ Satan, my majesty

Bring me to your realm

And squash my enemies

Let them speak in tongues, arrogant fools

You believe your sins have been washed away

Your prayers have been answered

But when you lay beneath the earth

He smiles at your foolishness

The sins of death haunt you

As you plead, as you lie

The earth consumes your pitiful corpse

As this worthless world follows behind