The Impaler

Seconds are running closer
Time is comming to an end
The World must sacrifice
To prevent a flood of corpses
To prevent tides of terror
To prevent The Man of a Thousand Spears

Heroes flees from his sight
Kings fall to their knees
His path is made of fallen men
And even God is less

Between to be or not he choosed to pierce
The Impaler through all of them

Heroes flees from his sight
Kings fall to their knees
His path is made of fallen men
And even God is less

Feel the glory of being his victim
Feel the gory end of his spear

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