The angel horde appears,
In the horizon cloaked with shining white
In thousands they came for the war,
That would become the final battle and greatest of them all
The trumpets of God they are blown,
And the angels are pulling their swords
What god's army did not know,
Were that I had awakened the thirteen warlords

Of hell

The angels moved towards the fortress,
Thinking they had a chance

Their invasion started from the east,
With soldiers carrying leather slings
Running towards their own doom,
Now in the eternal fire they forever are consumed

The sun shall turn to darkness,
And the moon into blood
Before the great and terrible day
When my judgment comes

Angel flesh impaled, it is so beautiful
Feathers falling down, over the bloodstained ground
The painful angels scream, sweet music to my ears
It's like a dream,
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Now the angels attacked with full force,
But their front, were slain with no remorse
Angel's blood soon covered the ground,
One thirteen was attacking from behind
I strike upon them with all my hate,
Soon they all know it is too late
Realize they all will die,
When my archers hatred are covering the sky
With the ancients by our side,
Without fear of god his army we stride
If only the angels could tell,
The pain that they felt, when I released the flames of hell

Angel flesh impaled, it is so beautiful
Feathers falling down, over the bloodstained ground
The painful angels scream, sweet music to my ears
It's like a dream,
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The sun will never rise, darkness will rule supreme
Our rightful throne reclaimed, 1000 years from this day
The coming of our lord, soon again he'll walk the earth
It is like a dream,

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