Not Even Death

Now

From my reign

Never free

Not even death can save you from me

You will burn

Sufferer to be

Not even death can save you from me

The last bastion of light

Withers before the outposts of hell

Amidst the countless souls lost

Fiendish vessels confine archangels

Awaits the perdition forge

Your bones will be used for vile munitions

The river of flame boils your flesh

As you approach the terror fortress

From my reign

Never free

Not even death can save you from me

You will burn

Sufferer to be

No, not even death can save you from me

Harrowingly, the seals unfurled

As legions of loathing spawn shall infiltrate

Hadriel's bid at admonition

Attempted in vain, demise lies in wait

Tempests discharge of flame and thunder

Brimstone ruptures whence a glutinous stride

Even if bested by rivals victorious

Rue their days weary, besieged by my curse (My curse)

Not even death can save you from me

Not even death can save you from me

Not even death can save you from me

Not even death