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To be summoned by way of prophecy to rise with the sun a vigor of what's to come may no 
man nor women stand in the line of judgement as it's foretold let havoc be plenty as you 
srike down the enemy. Come dusk come dawn come feast or frey the dealer of sorrow will 
come your way, lineage will fall as this story is told the elders of tomorrow will be silenced as 
the many covens prepare for warfare in opulence has time come to this all rational has been 
dismissed. Let all who witness this rampage confess to their lord never again will eyes see 
such evil dished cold a diabolic means of bittersweet inconsequential payback, the pulse of a 
thousand nightmares highlight the mental stability of your mission as you go namless on your 
path. And when you decend past the boundaries of revenge and righteousness as you walk 
along the corridors and stand firm in the house of the creator with eyes fixed with fire and 
battle no judgement will be past on the side of torment and victory you've achieved. This 
journey has become unhinged the rage that possesses you in the name of the father will 
burn as hot as the fire of damnation tread swiftly into the brimstone as you enter the tattered 
gates of hell all is as it shall be scenes of an historic symphony.

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