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Black massive mountains stand strong in the horizon

Beneath them lies the wasteland scorched

Silhouettes of burning cities soon reduced to ash

As the devouring flame incinerates humanity

Only death to all can cleanse this world from god

Unchaining them all from religious damnation

Smoke from the funeral pyres, a curtain of clouds

Smother all light before the new creation's dawn

O demons, demons rise from the abyss

Seven angels ascend, spread their wings on the wind

O princes, princes rise and sharpen your spears

Seven princes will claim their thrones

Worms of the old world will never return

Those who speak heavenly tongues shall burn

Fiends from the netherworld with voices of fire

Fiery flames cremate the divine desire

Demons rise from the abyss

Seven angels ascend, spread their wings on the wind

O princes, princes rise and fit your crowns

Seven princes will claim their thrones

Rise from the ashes as a phoenix of fire and flame

Reborn and untamed to inhale the world

Demons rise from the ashes

Princes rise to claim their thrones