Darkness descends
as the clouds of our downfall gather
Fortified by the fall of man
and the light of good forever extinguished
The black dawn of retribution arises
the time for mercy now past
As the horned one ascends the thorned throne
coronation of the wicked
wretched spawn of the original sin
Bow down to the Eternal Infernal
his domination through damnation
with pleas of last salvation
The black flag flies high
Perfuming the lands with putrid guile
The mortality of morality is upon us
When the left hand rocks the cradle
guiding us to our inevitable demise
Fueled by the serpent's kiss
we walk into our final abyss
can we wake from this morbid illusion?
or are we truly in Hell?
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