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Gargoyles gathered in their masses
Just like witches at black masses
Masterminds that plot destruction
Sorcerer of death's construction
In the fields the bodies burning
As the Nekravol keeps turning
Death and hatred to Mankind
Poisoning their brainwashed minds...
Oh Lord yeah!
Pain Elementals hide themselves away
They only started the war
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that role to lost souls.
Time will tell on their power minds
Making war just for fun
Treating demons just like pawns in chess
Now their judgment day comes, yeah!
Now in darkness, hell stops burning
Fleshy gore nests turned to pudding
No more war pinkies have the power
Hand of God has struck the hour
Day of Judgment, Slayer's calling
On their knees the war pinkies crawling
Begging mercy for their sins
Makyrs, laughing, spread their wings...
Oh Lord, yeah!