Lyrics:
hands equipped for throttling The heartless devils who’ve bound him here, With malenchanments of the necrosphere, The end is near. His poisoned
Fed with savages corpses, growing goes. Melted humans creating. A necrosphere of malignant vermin. Turning life into hell… Feed satan! By building
The necrosphere has opened The shade of death is growing near Prepare the wrath of they who damn us Absolution brought with fear The horsemen gather 'round
time Traveling through the Necrosphere Beyond the night sky Echoing from the shadows Voices of Gods cry Crossing ruins of old Pursuit of the covenant
equilibrium for THE FALLEN KING! Now that the king is dead the burning nullifier meets its end! Enchantments of the necrosphere! In darkness spawned, in
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