White demons, black angels, true force unleashed 
One below, one above 

Earth turns black 
As the creatures come 
Blow the horns, grab the swords 
I see them gathered in the hords 
Gathering... 

I see through one, he mutters death 
Nor dead or alive he watched the fall 
All died...butchered, slaughtered.
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