Violent Omen by Deathrow
Heavy breath, cold cold sweat
Running but there is no place to hide
The steps get slower, satanic laughter
Everywhere you turn
Panic fear and weakness
In darkness is nothing to see
Only the fire of Hell shine bright
To guide the legions of master Saman
[Chorus:]
When the fire is cold
And the newborn child is old
When the day is dark and black
A violent omen strikes back
Demon lords rise up from Hell
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