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I writhe in torment, in adamantine chains and fire the infernal serpent, from the skies into the dark against the throne I stood, with chaos I'll return for I am greater, through the walls I will break Rise... Hell... with mighty wings outspread rise from the vast abyss over doleful shades where peace and rest can never dwell I raise the three-pronged iron spear into the key I'll inflame these lands and enthrone them as the lord of hell Rise... Hell... I ride the storm of hell on scorching flames by fire embraced I'll return I claim this dark domain and the shadow throne infernal enlighten gloom I spread the wings of death and majesty come triumph, rise cleansing fire and god shall fear my name Letras de canciones through infernal thunders tortures turns to horrid arms in wrath not woe we rise and storm the tower high march from this den of shame and go to open war strike without fear, for what is dead can never die Rise... Hell... From Letras Mania