Dancing witches
Casting Ancient spells
The stench of death
All man repels
The fire is great, Armageddon is bound to be
Hell is rising, all creatures tries to flee
Demons and witches are rising from beyond
No one will escape, the birth of Satans son
Prophecies of might
The final gruesome fight
Hell is finally unleashed
Tormenting beasts
Burning, and killing
And Puking up blood
The apocalypse is coming
No home, no God
Spells of destruction are cast from the grave
The wizard is lurking in his old, forgotten cave
Books of dark magic, no one can be blessed
Nothing is certain, except total death
