Once the sleeping powers will awake, From the darkest depths theyll arise, Spreading across the seas of the holy land, Like a plague theyll infect the world. ...And then the evil shall be born, Sacrificing others scorn, Will quietly sit on its throne, Empire of underground Will bury what wasnt found, Will we be ready to rebound? Prophecy And after last strike of darkness, The heavens were torn in two, And the blood of Seraphims fell upon the earth, The bounds of the netherworld were broken As the Satans legions attacked From the underworld a throne rose on the ground. Upon that throne, Lord of Darkness sat, Surrounded by pagan Gods, And the temples of God all burned to ashes, After two thousand years, Filled with the supremacy of filth, The king of eternal empire was enthroned... again The seed of Christ will be impaled, Crucified on the mountain of the dead, Ancient divinity shall unite that day With the Four Horsemen theyll ride
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