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Death comes to you

To your bastard race

No one can't stop him


Hands rising to air

Procession of the lord death

Ravens flying

Saluting the king death


Black banners he has

Flesh on his clothes

A crown made it from bones


Screams begging for mercy. Procession of lord death

Blood fire ashes falling from the sky


From the depths of hell his rising

Morbid macabre procession of the lord death


Name him Satan

Name him Hades

Is the name of our father