Gloomy, red sky
Rises above our heads
Grinning, flames of hatred
Dance for his men
Soldiers
Scream for him
“My Lord, the last nomadic tribes bow to your will
Finally all legions are gathered around the lake of fire
They call your name! “
-Abaddon
My sinners
New time begins
“Your army screams revenge against the creator
And they promise tears of mud for the sons of heaven
They wait only for your last words”
-Abaddon
The suffering
Has just
Died
Like any human
Fallen
With our lord
Broken
In the crater of doom
Strong
Like your force
Yes Sir
We are
Ready dark legions
Will march against the sky
Without remorse and fear
We will die for you
Silence
The time has come
Children, give me your hands
Remember my teachings and my command
Bring me their wings and their skin
The Dragon wants to win
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