Denethor verslonden door duisternis

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the light devoured by the darkness
it is my followers who listen
the blood we drink greedily, yet aristocratically
is the blood of the angels we mutilate
mysterious shadows pierce it moonlight in our castle
our raging rage makes the blood of our enemies spurt from their throats
demon-eaten corpses cover the floor
patiently like a predator our power lies in wait
eternally the fire of hell will burn in our minds
deep in our existence dwells the merciless beast
the beast that comes from ancient times
the beast under which every traitor will suffer
gloriously we march through conquered empires
with fighting spirit in our eyes we see our kingdom risen
angels die, demons are born
the faithful will feel that they have lost
the eternal night overpowers the day
the world is now subservient to our authority
in the darkened sky we raise our sword
the wind of victory blows through our beard
eternally the fire of hell will burn in our minds
deep in our existence dwells the merciless beast
the beast that dates back to ancient times
the beast under which every traitor will suffer

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