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Oh, how i do hate these wretched spawn

Them and their blasphemous dawn

Liars, betrayers, mongrels, one and all

This accursed empire by my hand shall fall

I have gathered my armies of coming night

We are armed with darkness, malice, and spite

Marching forth to conquer the corners of the land

Our glorious victory is assuredly at hand

We shall rise

Dark the skies

Bring the night

Filled with might

Bring them death

Steal their breath

This fool race

Such disgrace

Cleanse their light

Bring them fright

They are weak

Fear we wreak

Make them cry

As they die

Butcher them

Blood won’t stem

Oh how i do hate these wretched spawn

Them and their blasphemous dawn

Liars, betrayers, mongrels, one and all

This accursed empire by my hand shall fall

I have gathered my armies of coming night

We are armed with darkness, malice, and spite

Marching forth to conquer the corners of the land

Our glorious victory is assuredly at hand