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In the wake of evil uprising

None shall escape the shadows cast down

Let the weak perish

Under the veil of night

Through absence of light

Marching onward through the mist

Nighttime winds carry on the winter song

Evoke the image of evil in its purest form

Servants of sin concealed in flesh

Ashes of angels appeasing the high priests

Lost souls gather

In their crusade of blasphemy

Creating bloodshed and infamy

In honor of thy master

And all that bestow thee

Autumn nights of foreboding starlight

Bring no hope, no light for the dying

Weep not for the ones who have fallen

For your destiny lies at the journey's end