Perpetual nighttime approaches.
Fair meadows and glades shadowed by fog.
Hell is restless; its hordes are rising.

Demons defiling the earth, molesting the innocent.
Our world will succumb to the darkness.
Skies will burn. Black sea of hate.
Under the shadow of oppression,
death and decay are all that remain.

Nightmares realised,
revelations carved in the flesh of those betrayed.
Lifeless bodies lie bloody and rancid. The blood of the
world on your hands.