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In the advantage of darkness

Into the deep

Into the abyss

In the black

The most eternal of cold

The most visceral of it

Deeper into darkness, deeper you must go

No matter how dark it gets

The scraping claws make the sharpest sound

And no matter how thick the fog

Horns will gleam and glisten red

With yellow stained teeth baring in the growl

An omen from deep below

Archer transformed to beast

Another world reclaimed in the nightmare

From noise to burning silence

Of flesh

AND SATAN WILL CLAIM ALL OF YOUR SOULS

DEMONS DELIVER THE POSSESSION

NEW HORNS GROW OUT OF SKULLS

PIERCE MAN'S FLESH

Unlocked are the horrors of

Passed on in the tales of society

The curtains unveiled in a shattered mind

Fractured into shards of hate and steps of distance