| The dawn, what of the dawn
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| We have come to kill, by sun or by moon
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| Escalating from the darkest pits of hell
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| And gather strength where the fire’s dwell
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| Behold, the black horseman
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| On his winged steed
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| The prince of darkness soaring high
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| Behold the black horseman
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| On his winged steed
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| A pitch black shadow
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| Against a pale white moon
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| The dawn, what of the dawn
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| We seek the comfort of the dark
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| The plains of battle before us lay
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| You will never see another day
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| Never Never again
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| The dawn, what of the dawn
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| We’ve come to kill, by sun or by moon
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| The dawn that you seek will fade
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| Can’t you see this is the end
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| The rain of terror will fall upon thee
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| His voice will shatter even the bravest of hearts
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| When you fall to the ground in tears
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| Behold his glory as you die
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| The dawn, what of the dawn
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| We have come to kill, by sun or by moon
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| Escalating from the darkest pits of hell
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| And gather strength where the fire’s dwell
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| Our army before you will mesmerize you
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| Violence to the art
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| All life is forsaken
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| The dark has awoken
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| The fire that burns in our hearts
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| We are the glorious
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| Mighty warriors come to call your doom
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| This night we’ll be victorious
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| The dawn, what of the dawn
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| We’ve come to kill, by sun or by moon
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| The dawn that you seek will fade
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| Can’t you see this is the end
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| The rain of terror will fall upon thee
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| His voice will shatter even the bravest of hearts
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| When you fall to the ground in tears
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| Behold his glory as you die.
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| And as the sun is fading high above the battlefields
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| Never to be seen again
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| At last the fallen angel has the world within his grasp
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| And none of you will ever see another dawn |