WebThe unholy war, when Satan's demons are smeared in blood. Feathers fall from angel wings, from the sky. Father Satan gather your legions, it is time to claim your throne. The arrival of your dominion, so long been gone. So gather now my legions, it is time to fight for our lord. Hail Satan, scream the masses, smeared in angel's blood. WebThe unholy war, when Satan's demons are smeared in blood. Feathers fall from angel wings, from the sky. Father Satan gather your legions, it is time to claim your throne. The arrival of your dominion, so long been gone. So gather now my legions, it is time to fight for our lord. Hail Satan, scream the masses, smeared in angel's blood.
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Dark Funeral - The Arrival Of Satan
WebThe unholy war, when Satan's demons are smeared in blood. Feathers fall from angel wings, from the sky. Father Satan gather your legions, it is time to claim your throne. The arrival of your dominion, so long been gone. So gather now my legions, it is time to fight for our lord. Hail Satan, scream the masses, smeared in angel's blood. WebThe gates of Hell open wide The new existence is not denied The arrival of Satan and all his kind All human(s) are the jokers in his deck of cards Nothing of man can break the spell The only way is down into Hell The only rising fire is in the sky Armageddon has come, this hour they die Raging below, they no longer dwell The new empire WebSo gather now my legions, it is time to fight for our lord. Hail Satan, scream the masses, smeared in angel's blood. Lords of war, the wings of twelve, open all the gates. Fly high into the canopy; bring to me the head of god. Hell lord, unholy father. Your wish is my command. I will cut the liar throat; Christian blood will fall to the ground. story of seasons designer