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Tenebrae surgunt…
Falsi reges cadunt…
Per ignem, per ferrum…
Votum eius aeternum…

The sky was split with screaming fire,
The wicked rose on thrones of bone.
They promised night would never tire,
They swore the world would die alone.

But from the ash, he came in silence,
With iron wrath in both his hands.
No prayer, no plea, no cursed defiance,
Could spare the rot that plagued the lands.

Cadite… cadite…
Falsi reges, cadite…
Tremite… tremite…
Abominationes, tremite…

He walks where mercy died in chains,
Where innocent blood had soaked the stone.
He heard their cries inside his veins,
And turned his grief to judgment’s throne.

The cruel had feasted, heavy yet hollow,
On shattered lives and stolen breath.
But every beast he chose to follow
Was dragged beneath his claws of death.

Non est regnum…
Non est salus…
Nulla corona…
Nullus reditus…

The Void promised oblivion…
He delivered extinction.
The dark unleashed its endless sons…
He brought their final sentence.

No crown shall save the crawling fiend,
No throne shall shield the vile obscene.
The wicked begged when hope was gone—
He was the storm they called upon.

He does not kill for pride or glory,
He does not kneel, he does not reign.
He is the end of every story
That evil wrote in mortal pain.

For every innocent the monsters devoured,
For every world they left in screams,
He carved a road through blackened sorrow
And crushed their empire into dreams.

Ira… ira…
Manus ferri, ira…
Finis… finis…
Exitium venit…

They named themselves eternal.
He taught them how to fall.
They called themselves devourers.
He answered for them all.

They wore the faces of nightmares.
They crowned themselves in fear.
They promised endless darkness.
Then saw their ending near.

Nox irarum, nox tremenda,
Umbra frangit, lux agenda.
Manus fortis, cor damnatum,
Votum sanguine signatum.

The horde came screaming…
He left them silent.
The maw came hungry…
He fed it violence.

The abyss rose open…
He broke its spine.
The false kings gathered…
He ended their line.

The Void promised oblivion…
He delivered extinction.
The dark unleashed its endless sons…
He brought their final sentence.

No crown shall save the crawling fiend,
No throne shall shield the vile obscene.
The wicked begged when hope was gone—
He was the storm they called upon.

The Void promised oblivion…
He delivered extinction.

They came as an army…
He came as the end.

The Void promised oblivion…
He delivered extinction.

They came as an army…
He came as the end.

Tenebrae cadunt…
Falsi reges ruunt…
Per ignem, per ferrum…
Votum eius aeternum…

Finis…

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