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Staring at the horizon

Oceans full of death

Blackened skies

Above the reign of fire

Epic events

Unfolding before

My twisted eye

Morbid rituals

Mass scale

A sphere

Covered in ash

Forever free

In our hell recreated

A life in blasphemy

Brings people rejoice

As this fictional hell

Brings them freedom of choice

Belial liberator from gods

Twisted rule

Lucifer

Source of light

Praise thee

Demons run free

Ancient pagan gods

Roaming mercilessly

Humans dying, babys crying

We are smiling

Occult academy, inhuman anatomy

We find it catchy

Mutilated masses, decapitated classes

We are happy being asses

Man created good and evil

In the garden of eden

Even those are destroyed

In our hell recreated

As darkness consumes light

Flames licking the stark landscape

Gone is the ethic

As its found to be pathethic

We chose this pain over being

Ruled by a tyrant

Finally, free

This is the place to be

Storms of ashes

Corpses in masses

We are happy in the hell we created!