the chaos of gods The ultimate silence This is the chaos of gods The loss of all guidance Rise the volumes Raise the chords Dark Age is here to fight
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is the chaos of gods The ultimate silence This is the chaos of gods The loss of all guidance Rise the volumes Raise the chords Dark Age is here to fight
wisdom, since the old age of the giants have made them see what neither gods nor men ever will. descend from the time when not even gods were born. -
throats were torn To give The Demon life Life baptized in blood Mankind thrown into the maze Of a cataclysmic age Cadavers re-animate As The Priests Of Chaos
forces - Nature cleansing Planet scum Time has passed - Stones cracked Tarnished with age Overgrowth secludes the tombs in dark silent stance Monument
stolen. A dark formation in the skies. Unites the powers in her eyes. Her soul's inhaling all the living light. Bringing on the dark, eternal night.
even the gods were born. Their brutal power is only surpassed by their wisdom, since the old age of the giants have made them see what neither gods nor
vast imperial host settled, ultimately dissipating as the shadows of dusk descended. With nightfall, the imperial army's countless torches, braziers and cookfires illuminated the dark
ice-ages enshrouding the globe. And what is this? The forces of evil, of chaos... servitors of the sinister gods of the universe... manifesting upon
And thay believe in Gods who were different in names but same in essence. Those Gods came to the Earth from the old ages, when all living was dark and
devils Abolish creation Subdue my will, redeem the transition to night Unveil the curtains of chaos and despair Behold the dawn of gods demise Ejected
the gods were born. Their brutal power is only surpassed by their wisdom, since the old age of the giants have made them see what neither gods nor men
ice-ages enshrouding the globe. And what is this? The forces of evil, of chaos... servitors of the sinister gods of the universe... manifesting upon the
bane of the dark sword, Scythes of doom will strike tonight, the curtain descends Sailors of fate, dragons will chase Ships crushed in flames End of an age, Gods
baleful spirits for i hath returned from places unknown to gods and men I hath traversed upon time as i have fallen between spaces unto dimensions of gods
