If you heard this to the music and voice in my head, you'd love it.
Satan's hand rose from the ground
And I knew that life was over
His armies from Hell
Destroyed our world
Conquering in less a day
No one was spared
From their human genocide
Extinguishing our race from Earth
The demons from Hell
Flew through the sky
With their wicked wings of grey
They taunted us through gnashed teeth
Telling us of our doom
We needn't listen to their rants
For, to me, our fate was clear
There was no hope left
When the world ended
No savior came down for us
We were left to die
In Satan's fit of rage
Our fate was our own
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