| A bloodred moon, a landscape black and grey.
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| A rotting graveyard, bones are on it’s ways.
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| There we’re standing, black robes we wear.
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| To call the master of evil. |
| He’ll be there.
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| Hate is in our heart. |
| The rhyte is starting.
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| We cast the secret spell. |
| He will awake.
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| Let his spirit rise to bring the darkness
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| Right over the land, under his command.
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| We’re here to give you blood, to give you power.
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| We sacrifice a gift, a virgin girl.
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| Get out of your grave, oh Lord of darkness.
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| Your children will await to slaughter in your name.
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| Lord of the damned
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| You rule the land
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| Lord of the damned
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| Give us command
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| Lord of the damned
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| The fire is burning, flaming red as blood.
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| A giant cauldron. |
| Dead meat we’re heating up.
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| The stars are falling, the sky is black.
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| We praise your glory. |
| Lord please come back.
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| Smoke is turning up out of the earth now.
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| The virgin starts to cry, she feels the pain.
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| We’re falling on our knees to praise your glory.
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| The children of the night. |
| In your hand we lay our lifes.
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| We look into your eyes, our hearts are beating.
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| We will sacrifice, give us command.
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| You’re the horned king, so you shall lead us.
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| Awaiting your desire. |
| Come to us tonight.
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| 666 — The great storm has begun
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| 666 — Your time has come
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| 666 — You shall be our guide.
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| Werewolfs barking az the moon.
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| You bring them doom.
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| Show them death tonight.
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| You are our only master, the reason why we live.
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| Turn the rivers red, darken the night.
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| You bring the world desaster. |
| You make the dead alive.
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| 23 red doomstars in the sky.
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| Demon, Demon, Demon
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| Get out of your grave.
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| Demon, Demon, Demon
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| Get out of your grave.
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| Demon, Demon, Demon
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| Ritual of the brave.
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| Demon, Demon, Demon
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| Get out of your grave
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| And show us all your wisdom, spread it throughout the land
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| All the worls shall fear the horned king.
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| Built the evil kingdom, your armies will defend.
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| Hymns of the forgotten rhymes we sing.
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| Demon, Demon, Demon
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| Get out of your grave.
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| Demon, Demon, Demon
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| Get out of your grave.
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| Demon, Demon, Demon
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| Ritual of the brave.
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| Demon, Demon, Demon
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| Get out of your grave
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| «I salute you, my servants.
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| You brought me back to life.
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| I will cover the sun with blackness.
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| My kingdom shall be spread out wide.
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| Let everyone kneel in fear.
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| Doom shall reign.
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| May blood flow in the rivers.
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| Let the order go insane.» |