The Fleet to Fury-Soulless

Steady up your gaze to the dark and threatening skies Looming in the distance your imminent demise The clouds on the horizon now blocking out the sun A long and winding trail of woe - the death march has begun! The reapers scythe rips the path and Satan leads the raid Hooves kick up dust and devil wings blot out the light of day A swath of death, a road to ruin coming into view A twisting track of treachery - and it's running right through you Satan's Soldiers, hounds of hell, demonic brigades Claim the evil souls of men - all will be enslaved! Wickedness, and trickery, ignorance and greed The essence of evil on which hell's armies feed Foul mankind swells the ranks of this spiteful crusade Tearing through humanity like a rusty poisoned blade Mountains of cadavers now blotting out the sun Hail beasts of Armageddon, Satan's work is done! Amassing from the dawn of time, this evil horde unleashed To avenge the pride of a god despised and endless treacheries Forsaken man cast aside by this unmoved god of pride A worthy feast for fallen souls an eternity denied! This lord of filth this prince of pain now commands your fate Forever yours to serve within Hell's unholy gates Lower now your gaze from your dark master of sin Avert you stare and kneel down as eternity begins