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The End of Worlds


The End of Worlds The skies darken signaling the end Warrior maidens sharpen their thirsty swords Warriors are raised from the dead Giants get ready for war with gods Dragons rise from slumber ready to feast Immortal gods die on holy ground The End of the World has come Chaos consumes all with no room for Hope Sons betray fathers for piety power The dead become reincarnate and avenge their own deaths Monsters emerge from the dark with bloody intent The heavens fall and thrones crumble Lighting fades to thunder as the storm dies The End of the World has come. The seventh seal is broken Four horsemen ride forth False prophets spread unholy lies Demon spawn claim their victims Pleas of salvation cry from lips Judgment is passed to all The End of the World has come The rivers flow like blood Earth-eaters get drunk from death The eye searches and sees all The unjust are killed for their crimes Lust of power becomes unstoppable Unbelievers are shown the truth with their lives The End of the World has come.
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