During the last days,
                                                the Black King shall arise.
                                                The Demons shall gather.
                                                 Even the Devils will bow down.
                                                 They shall give him the title of Satan.
                                                 He shall by called by by names.
                                                 His black knights shall burn the the innocence,
                                                 torture the pure-hearted,
                                                 and slaughter children
                                                 all in his name.
                                                 The dark nations shall join him.
                                                 The wicked rulers will worship him.
                                                 Even the greatest terrors will become his minions.
                                                 Everything shall become him, even one's soul.
                                                 He shall become the sumpreme divine being of every living thing.  
                                                  From the human kind to the great angels.   
                                                  His eyes red like the blood he spills.
                                                 His nails sharp like the pierecing blades of his armies.  
                                                 The screams of his victims will pierce the air and heard from afar.                                            Blood shall fill the water.  
                                                  Graves will spread across the land.
                                                  He shall rule a kingdom of Ruin.
                                                But have hope.
                                               The gods shall grant you paradise, utopia, and sanctuary