| From the ashes rose a demonic blade
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| Crafted by hatred and sent to enslave
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| Cast away in the deepest cell
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| Guarded by angels from demons of hell
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| Rise from the flames below
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| The blade provides supreme control with powers unknown
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| Hidden from evil to preserve its flame
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| Now is the time to carry out its fate
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| And on that fated day
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| The demons, they came
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| Slaying the angels and stealing the blade
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| Given to a king with a heart of black
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| He gathers his soldiers and prepares to attack
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| Rise from the flames below
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| The blade provides supreme control with powers unknown
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| Hidden from evil to preserve its flame
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| Now is the time to carry out its fate
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| As the fallen ones return to their master
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| They fester in evil and bellow with laughter
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| The angels knew hell shall befall
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| Inside this kingdom of rage
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| His mind becomes deranged
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| With plans of domination
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| To create a demonic nation
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| A land of redemption
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| A land to renew
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| A loss of all kinds
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| Both, wicked and true
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| A storm of darkness fills the sky with destiny
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| The burning gates of the depths of hell will bring
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| A thousand demons rise as one
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| This war has begun the charring of flesh, pure devastation
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| This ancient evil has pleasured my mind
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| Bestowing me power to control all of time
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| Lest I die, all existence is mine
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| Surrender forever
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| With my might, eternal night
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| Enslaved by rage
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| This sword beacons me
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| I foresee fallen kings
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| Release me from my sheath
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| Die by my hand
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| This ancient evil is at my command
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| This blade placed inside my hand
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| Fueling my hatred this will be the end
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| No use so give in
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| And now just bow your head to your king
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| The flames of this blade will kill everything |