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In a place where there once stood

Crystal streams and emerald woods

Now only mounds of burning rock and smoking ground

Salted flats where nothing grows for 1000 miles around

Visions of terror enter your mind

Trumpets and drums sound in the distance

Drawing closer, growing louder, then deafening

The hungry hordes are approaching

No one can help you, no one can save you

Calling upon you

His voice echoes from the void

Losing yourself, losing your mind

(1st) Cross the gates to

(2nd) Fevered dreams in the

(3rd) Dreams of death in the

Savage Lands of Satan

Wasteland, desert hellscape

Devoid of life, devoid of soul

Polluted air that stings the eyes

Sulphered nostrils, searing lungs

Fight but you will fail

Your future erased from existence