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Dark Funeral - The Arrival
of Satan's Empire

The unholy war, when
Satan's demons are smeared
in blood.
Feathers fall from angel
wings, from the sky.
Father Satan gather your
legions, it is time to
claim your throne.
The arrival of your
dominion, so long been
gone.
So gather now my legions,
it is time to fight for
our lord.
Hail Satan, scream the
masses, smeared in angel's
blood.

Lords of war, the wings of
twelve, open all the
gates.
Fly high into the canopy;
bring to me the head of
god.
Hell lord, unholy father.
Your wish is my command.
I will cut the liar
throat; Christian blood
will fall to the ground.

Demon legions, fly through
the gates.
Into the darkened sky.
Held up high, the spears
of evil.
As they run, through
angels flesh.
They scream out in pain,
as they see their kingdom
fall.
Angel tears fall to the
ground, as Satan again
will reign.

Lords of war, the wings of
twelve, open all the
gates.
Fly high into the canopy;
bring to me the head of
god.
Hell lord, unholy father.
Your wish is my command.
I will cut the liar
throat; Christian blood
will fall to the ground.