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They knew he would come, as he always had, as he always will, to feast on the blood of the wicked The Doomslayer sought to end the dominion of the dark realm Despair spread before him, like a plague, striking fear into the shadowdwellers, driving them to deeper and darker pits His power grew, swift and unrelenting
Writer(s): John Michael Gordon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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