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Face down in a pool of bloo

Choking on your last breath

Struck down in the cold of night

As you stare into the end

Shrieks of death fill the sky

Streams of blood capture your soul

Angels of Hell await

Sending forth their eternal hate!

Reoccuring reveries of war

Desolation succumbs to us all

Lands raped by mortar fire

Frail shells are reduced to ash

With rage they engulf all hope

Spewing for armageddon’s cry

No force any mortal could fend

Now embrace total death!

This is your chance to show their frailty

Crush them down with brutal force

My God how mortally inferior

Kill them all with no remorse

Step inside to face this reality

No chance of hope in sight!

Mortal flesh rots for all eternity

Bringing forth eternal night!

Crimson rains fall from the sky

Soaking corpses, drenched in blood

Breaths of ash, fill your lungs

Rivers of blood, running cold

Embrace the winds of death

No foll will understand

Pathetic word won’t subside

Hear them cry in despair

Cities crumble into sand

Blackened skies bring our demise

All signs of life are void

Your frail flesh rotting dead

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