(Tale I) Satanic Storm

Surrender of Divinity

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    No one was expecting them,
    They started and won a way.... The War.

    The thunder rumbled, the lightning struck
    The sun was blood red when they appeared in the sky
    Hideous demons invaded the horizon
    Riding wild creatures, vomiting flames
    At once people knew Hell was descending on Earth
    The ancient fears aroused, Everywhere,
    the human race could feel this supreme terror
    The barbarian legions were the veil that
    Death decided to throw upon mankind
    No escape... They began the sacrificial genocide.

    Immediate epidemics depleted Mother Nature...
    The mighty forests were burnt to ashes by whirlwinds of fire.

    Unbounded blasphemies to profane God's work were performed
    The horde desecrated holiness till all faith was lost
    And a hunt began, pitiless. No life has been spared, not any
    Their master shouted to give orders
    In this huge slaughter, torture was the only aim

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    Hideous demons made human beings die in pain
    Urine was raining from the black clouds
    Humiliating life was a kind of brutal game
    Innocence was crushed with contempt
    Happiness turned to agony
    The infernal guide asked for orgies
    Unknown perversions raped all that lived
    Each living cell quickly disappeared

    The entire world perished in the...
    ... Satanic storm.... Satanic storm....

    Then the war ended, nothing was left
    Except rotting flesh on a decaying planet
    Hideous demons were feasting on these remains
    The wind stopped blowing upon the bones
    Before the last stage of the Great Armageddon
    Everything died, for everything lived
    Only the cursed souls are eternal

    All the rest is destined to end in....
    ... The Satanic storm... Satanic storm....

    Here is my story...
    for I am the ruler of this hellish horde
    I accomplished one of the prophecies...
    for Satan is my father.

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