Lost in cold are the depths of hell
Mark my words for all to tell
When I get there and break down the gates
The whole world will stop and wait
You can say you are the one
Who they call death, the only son
I am the father, the end, and the pain
Bringing forth the devils reign
Deep are the cuts that scar the earth
Waiting for our rebirth
The world was fire, cinder, and ash
When you look at its starting past
Hell has won as they have before
So close the window and lock the door
They will come for you as well
To drag you to the gates of hell
You can say you are the one
Who they call death, the only son
I am the father, the end, and the pain
Bringing forth the devils reign
I'd say you can probably make a song out of it. Seems pretty cool.
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