| Darkness has for so many years
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| dwelleth still upon the earth
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| And by every cycle of moon can be seen
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| that deeper it has drawn
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| In tales once told by the Elders
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| were that this dark time would come
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| Sooner, they said than it is proper
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| for little boys like you to know
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| When darkness eats all light away
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| we, humans are to fall
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| Kings of Grim will rise to claim
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| their right to rule once more
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| When the dark blades fulfil their deed
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| shall rivers blood-red flow
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| Before North bestows it’s wintry frost
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| the ancient kings stand tall
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| Harbingers of plague they are
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| the spawn of ancient gods
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| They claim the throne to rule the earth
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| to rule as it is foretold
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| Kings of Grim as they are known
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| horde of celebrating Death
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| Riding along with beasts of hell
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| and the night stood by their side
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| So fell to endless depths
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| the keepers of the grace
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| With wings torn, demolished
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| Make haste now, Death awaits!
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| And I saw the drooling beasts of Seth
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| as they gathered for the feast
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| Sight that made me certain
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| they did not die invain
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| And so shall it be, new order amongst men
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| as we circle upon the prey with joy
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| We who embrace thee with rage of cold steel
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| now rise from the realm of stenching sulfur seas!
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| Thunder above, Hellfire below
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| march of Immortals forever goes on Time we have waited finally at hand
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| Give none no mercy, death for each and all!
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| Harbingers of plague…
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| So fell to endless…
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| The new moon so majesticly broods
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| upon these wartorn vasts
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| No more humans serve their selfish deeds
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| where the forlorn kings have once roamed |