"Devour, O glorious pyre, thou who came straight from hell,
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where pain is the seed on burning soil and the horned one reigns with flaming
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hand..."
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Devour, O glorious flame, leap up high,
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thy shine shall be the one and only light.
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Spirit of fire, banished to this world,
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Here I stand and thou shalt obey!
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Daemon rise, from where in flames souls writhe.
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I speak the words, and so the earth shall burn.
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"Of purest pandaemonium born..."
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Satan rise, thy time has come this night,
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we shall storm onwards, all chaos on our side.
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"And the universe shall kneel for us..."
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Come, cast thy force upon us!
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War shall rage, and the earth shall erupt
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in seas of molten stone and molten angels` bones.
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Hell invoked from where heaven once dwelled.
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Chaos came upon us and we raised our blazing swords!
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"In purest pandaemonium forged..."
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Evaporated landscapes, black smoke and raining clouds,
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time has been reversed, back into an aeon of blackness.
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Seas of glowing lava, deserted plains and mountains.
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The battle has been won, inferno is finally unchained.
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Devour, O glorious flame, forever leap up high,
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thy shine shall be the one and only existent light.
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Spirit of fire, banished to this world,
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Here I stand and thou shalt obey: Create hell on earth!
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Thou buildest the great fortress on an island in the burning sea,
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For thy horned god and emperor that he shall rule the whole universe.
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Let the demon armies march across all borders of reality
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that they shall announce: "Satan hath returned!!!"
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Of Pures Pandaemonium
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| Obsidian Gate |
