A pointless future and a broken past
It grabs attention and it gets it fast
No subtle mystery or slight of tongue
The thought of death it has begun
They wage a war, inside our heads
A torn up thought, left for dead
We heed no warning instead we go
Bring your guns and bring your soul
In stagnant water, a blackened pool
Made of blood, of naive fools
They test their meddle yet not a chance
They set for battle let's not romance
A crimson mist tore through the sky
With primal rage and battle cry
Lacerations and lopped off heads
Should have listened to the mage he said
Should have listened to the mage he said
Your're hollow with your reasoning
You've come to find our demon king
The one with guilded bat-like wings
The one with poison blades that sting
They locked him in a crypt for years
To settle all the mortal fears
The seer to your darker side
The blackened one you choose to hide
Master of reality and materialized duality
You seek the septer from his hand
That hand will crush the spawn of man
So flee the land you come to see
You've yet to meet his hellish queen
One kiss from her hemlock lips
You'll never see the sun again
You'll never see the sun again
You'll never see the sun again
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