In the Wake of Infernal Triumph

Black masses, hordes of devils
A satanic procession
The holy light was driven out
By dark and evil legions

Our lord Satan screams
Where next to conquer
My lord, shouldn't you be
The one with the answers

A hundred billion undead
A hundred thousand demons
Wandering the earth
All looking for a reason

Satan takes his throne
Over hellish stagnation
Before he lost his purpose
He thought he knew damnation

In the wake of infernal triumph
When there's nothing to achieve
The hordes of evil sit idle
In eternal misery



Credits
Writer(s): Frank Gross
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