| Play heed this take of the prince of darkness,
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| Whom we’re taught to fear from day number one.
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| The beguiling serpent, king of the underworld,
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| Betrayer and mocker of heaven’s chosen one.
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| Evil and wicked dreamer, creator of sins,
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| Ultimate deceiver; |
| longing to take you in.
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| He promises earthly glory, if you play his game;
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| «I won’t let the firebombs hurt you, just
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| Number your head and take my name.»
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| Belial begins his scheming, treacherous plan,
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| Turns brother on brother, toys with the leaders of man.
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| He creates before them illusions of broken truce,
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| A wicked plot of deception, that commanders cannot refuse.
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| In a short time he has control,
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| USA, Russia, chaos from pole to pole.
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| Mankind’s worst nightmare, it’s too late to pray,
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| Hold tight and take your last breath,
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| The missiles are on their way… DOOMSDAY!
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| All over the earth the horror begins,
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| This time there’s no second chance.
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| Firebombs… deathly flash, vapors spread so fast,
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| In a moment the world is ash.
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| There in the midst stands the deceiver
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| Bearing a brooding smile.
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| Surrounded by his marked believers,
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| The masses of unscarred.
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| Evil’s reign, called by the prophets,
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| Under a darkened sky,
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| Ghastly sins everywhere, unmarked survivors
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| Sacrificed as demons dance.
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| Suddenly, the hordes are silenced,
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| By the rumbling planed, metalbeast soon to appear,
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| To challenge the enemy, to deal his doom,
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| To write the devil’s dirge… Doomsday!
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| The scorched ground opens, the beast of metal appears,
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| Satan and his army show no sign of fear.
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| Across desert plains, through city streets, |