| On the first day of Gehenna
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| The shrieking winds shall be silent
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| And when a black sun hangs from a somber sky
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| Caine’s sleeping children shall again arise
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| When antediluvians awake from eons of slumber
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| The strongest of us shall fall prey to their hunger
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| Countless storms shall quake the earth
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| As the world turns icy cold
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| On the second day of Gehenna
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| Our father shall return
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| And unite his wretched kindred
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| To the ebon throne of city Enoch
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| The vile culprits of diablerie
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| Shall meet their deserved fate
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| To drink the scarlet tainted from the First-born
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| Eating away their breathless bodies
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| And there shall be battle
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| Queen Lilith and me the bastard
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| Fiendish legions ascending from the ground
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| And on the third day shall be silence
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| The next millennium antediluvians rule
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| But shall be borne a woman bearing lunar mark
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| The only key to our salvation… |