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From the slate skies,

black scourges and flails swirl

and upon frozen grounds,

an army of iron souls

Upon my kingdom

I draw the night

from the ruins of a shallow past

once again I rise

Son of cosmic forces

born from times to come

rose from the depths of eons

wander crypts of ages

I unleash my wrath

a glaze in the tyrant's eye

all souls but mine

will know my law

My legion of blood

will hunt the just

I shall be ruler to reign,

and I shall be jester to mock

Old marble demons

cluster in deathly covens

to drain

ritual blood

In front lines

we stand

to reign

on these lands

Mountains, hills and battlegrounds

don't elude my shining eyes, don't stay out of my black claws