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Storm, oh spirits of Tempests
Unleash your fury upon these cursed land
I call upon you, vengeful Lords
Drown this world of sufficiency and shame
Winds shall rise from the blackest sky
And wipe all that remains
I call upon thee, mighty Leviathan
Drive us all into the Abyss
Drown them who dare to challenge your glory
Race of arrogance bring them down...
Bring them down !
Mighty Kings of storms and fury, hear my call !
Rise and reap without mercy !
Open our eyes to the Majesties of Death
Void Triumphant - Hail and Glory !
And there will be signs
In the sun, in the moon, and in the stars
And on Earth, the roaring seas and waves
Men's heart will fail them from fear
At the coming of storms and raging seas
Then with Swords, with Hunger and with Death
Their sons shall feed the True King
And behold, on a cloud of Blood
The Beast arises and reigns in Glory...
Storms ! Arise ! Storms !