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Ever Dark The Coming Of Legion

Coming at you, baby Rock dust light star Coming at you, baby At 36,000 miles an hour Salvation's coming Coming at you, baby At 36,000 miles an hour Salvation's coming Coming

, Devil-spawn Darkness in our poor eyes Helps the night to disguise The legions of crawling and hopping black horrors Who come to aid our demise No lucky charms ever

gods, Blessed by the blood of vanquished foes. Our destiny beckons... [Lord Angsaar, Dark Liege of Chaos:] Come, great king of Hyperboria, march against me with your splendid legions

My Life Decreases Slowly Clouds Are Coming Fast My Heart Will Burn My Last Flame Weather's Turning Cold From A Dull Day To The Blank Of Mind While The

the threshold of a dangerous decision For this dark tome was no for human eyes to ever read The pages dripped with legions of persuasive words and visions

of totalitarian psychopaths All of the same blood, all of the same blood Legions forgotten by the Gods Is this what dystopia breeds Within the darkest

Of Saurian Entombment ] Through Subterranean Labyrinths of Catacombs We Hath Crawled To Gather in this Dimly Lit Hall Of Colossal Proportion Which Few Ever

slayers Cut down the fiends and betrayers Dark destroyers can't avoid or deny us War Hammer of the Gods Bring down The Walls of Babylon Legions of Lies

bearing the Obsidian Crown, arrived upon the field of battle. [Chapter 13: The Wizards Do Battle] [The Sorcerer:] By Klatrymadon and Zuranthus! They come! They come