From Hades He Came
He of the depths
To the surface he came
Horned demon from Hades
To cleanse your surface with flame
This beast of the dark
Surfaces to spread his plight
To enhance his black
Extinguish your light
Your skies will become red
His heathens will march
Your world as you know it
Will become torched and scorched
His cloven children
Will spread like the flames
For you will be eternally dark
Kneel down and proclaim
Chant to your master
The Dark King has come
When your chanting is over
Your new world has began
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