A wasteland grows inside my mind
As the moons sets before my eyes
My dreams are old and millenniums passed by
Torn - in a strong reality
Born - into the wrong century< br/>I am soldier of dark existence
I'll last eternally...
I am the triumphator
In the grip of eternal frost
Domination, devastation
Eternal damnation
...Not just evil imaginations
So ready for the final blow?
As our ancestors were
Let death be our weapon?
We are the black hosts!
Eternal Damnation...
And no kingdom will remain for life
Total devastation!

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