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Writhing Glory

Attack the enemy

Main all in your path

Cast the curse of contorting pain

Dominate with your blade

The lines we penetrate

Conquer their mighty realm

Bring them all to their knees

Leave all the remains behind

Path of bloodshed, strike down upon

Strangle their lords, hail the conquering

Royal life is laid to waste, hang them high

Let them witness their agony

Win the battle, ignite the town

Angry warriors of the night, light their resin

Mighty kings of the wicked realms

Victory is present when no life is spared

Reign in black ruin

Cauldrons boiling hot

Molten wax drips

Flames arise, wicked cinders

Ashes, burn the flesh

Chants of black fill the air!

Writhing Glory /

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