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We walk hand in hand with horror, we ride side by side with

death, we are the warriors at the end of time

Over poisoned crystal deserts, where the ruined towers shout

We march towards our dying scarlet sun.

Death Death to life! Death! Death to time!

We bring sweet destruction now to everything.

In our mirrored flashing armor, in our secret, hideous

helms, we are the Angels of your ruin.

And we climb obsidian mountains, on our final, dreadful

quest,

Crossing lakes which cry with pain as we pass by.

Death to all things living!

Holy death will cleanse the world!

Death, our standard! Death, our only joy.

We are the Warriors at the end of time.

Death to air and fire and water

Death to light and earth and sound

Death to anger, love and sadness

Death to death... and time... and apace.

On the dead horses our dead riders,

Seek the last retreats of life.

Life betrayed us and we slew it

Corpses locked in battle, dancing at the End of Time