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Fell cries shatter the midnight silence

The hour has come

For the scourge to sweep these lands

We are the blade at the throat of the world

We'll carve our creed

In the flesh of the unborn

And the rivers cease to flow

Empires overthrown

Gather all who would oppose this new unfolding

Bury their hearts

In the ruins of their yesterdays

So far as the shadow reaches out

And fear takes hold

The ashen plague consumes

All beauty that you've known