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The winds of doom

And the storm that crushes your faith

Impious wrath

Will cast the darkest of fates

Final redemption

Grim times will be ahead

Walk the path

of broken bones and blood

Through the lands

Of the soil as black as tomb

Where the tears of god

Rain upon the rotting lambs

Where all the fears come true

Where perdition awaits

The Black dawn

of grief and dismay

will enlighten

the horizon of dying trees

The storm of impious wrath

A curse upon the godly kingdoms

The storm of impious wrath

The winds of desecration reaps

the holy kingdoms