| NARRATION:
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| observe the message from the darkside of the moon
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| spectral warrior all in icy steel
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| as I proudly touch my cold weapon
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| the pagan steel sighs with the fullmoon
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| WARRIOR:
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| so the war has just began
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| enslaved nations of the tombworld
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| can finally reach their weapons
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| NARRATION:
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| evil arrives in glory, comes on the four winds
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| and the masters of hellthrones
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| ride the darkness on devilwings
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| forces of the earth unleash the storms
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| JEHOWAH:
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| final day is here my children
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| lambs of christ, my believers
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| we must destroy the reign of evil
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| NARRATION:
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| and the holy armies of heaven rode the sky
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| all the angels saw the abyssic fire
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| and some of them threw the swords in fear
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| and fell down into the pit
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| HORDES OF THE GOATLORD:
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| our mayhemic, bloody steel
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| with the thunders of the drums
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| wil crush the weak holyness
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