When the great number seven completes itself

Games will begin at the tomb side

Not far from the turn of the millennium

The dead will rise out of their graves

Visions of things to come

Visions of things undone

Visions, immortality

Visions, reality

Visions of prophecy

Visions of lunacy

Visions, beyond the grave

Visions, behold the name

Near the gates and inside two cities

Two hitherto unimaginable scourges will occur

Hunger and plague within; outside, people are put out to the sword

They will call for help from immortal God

Visions in red

Visions of nightmare

Visions of your soul

Visions of your world

Visions, the sky

Visions, the night

Visions of screams

Visions of dreams

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Welcome to mega-doom, enter the mega-doom, follow the mega-doom

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Welcome to mega-doom, enter the mega-doom, follow the mega-doom

Welcome to mega-doom, enter the mega-doom, follow the mega-doom

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