Devilish Dirge by Deathhammer
He foresaw a grand vision
Thus he rendered the rite of submission
Following the diabolic sensation
He entered the realm with vast anticipation
In the obscure domain he now dwell
Worshipping death, pain and Hell
He'll never reach the souls of the dead
Eternally staying one step ahead
In this twisted reality I see the vast black abyss
At the threshold of obscurity He beckons my presence
with the
Devilish Dirge
A moribound spirit without rest
Pleased to wander on the verge of death
Beyond the graveyard of the condemned
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