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Servants to the dark lord, as once great men

Slaving to the boundless ambition of corruption, we live within the shadows;

between the wraith world and yours

-the third age swiftly takes shape as the withking of angmar conquers

A bloodlust granted through resistance of the watch tower

-awaiting the masters return, the armies grow exponentially

Praising the abhorred

-black language ringing through your ears

Visions of war painting the halls of your mind

We cast the storm of perdition upon the weak and brittle

-cloaked behind the veils of honor and death, our torments became the whispers

of future’s past

The reign of our kind will always be swift, forever to be reveled,

and always to be born again

-the cold rains of dominion, soon to flood the prospered

Buried unto thee, we carry out the work of our masters plight

As the winds of death send shivers to your kind

We are the black stars, consuming the light

Raging bellows of the departed, raping the jewels of the dissentient

Reigning terror from the falling skies as we plant the precious seed of fear,

colliding the beauty of death and sorrows of living

-through midnights embrace, we descend from the moonlight

Black breath encrusting the crown of divinity

-a fog of pain engulfs all that is known

Limitless in vision, we serve only to the gallery

Of oppression and despair

-servants to the dark lord, as once great men

Slaving to the boundless ambition of corruption

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