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Before thee dark clouds descend,the apocalypse storm gathers.

The khaos tempest brings forth diabolic winds ov eternal fire.

Is this an old soul memory, have I been here before or a vision of future nightmares to unfold.

Demons from the outer realms begin there descent through the firmament, the war for universal supremacy has begun.

I hear the doom choirs sound there malice chords ov angels in mourning.

Upon lands ov enshadowed twilight ablaze with black fires, the oblivion horde comes forth, destroying all before them.

Remnant ov the ancient spawn, the eldest souls ov gods ov the oldest multiversal khaos ride.

Upon their inblazond chariots ov molten fire.

Fallen angels herald the chorus ov diabolical song, from the never ending abyss ov khaos.

They are the omen ov forbidden prophets,the serenade ov diabolic sirens, to unleash the true hell upon all.

Almighty death, I live for you.

Paradox dusk ov the sorrowful immortal tempestuous storm.