Great Marquis Of Hell

From the abyss, hear the howling
Bringing a dark serenade
Formed with the tail of a serpent
Mist of the wolf starts to fade

Aamon, your splendour forever
Both the future and past will foretell
40 legions commanded
When the demons call on the great marquis of hell
Great marquis of hell

Thorns on a rose made in heaven
Flames spitting out, soon they will
Poison the Garden of Eden
Turning the time moving still

Aamon, your splendor forever
Both the future and past will foretell
40 legions commanded
When the demons call on the great marquis of hell

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Aamon, your splendor forever
Both the future and past will foretell
40 legions commanded
When the demons call on the great marquis of hell (great marquis of hell)
Great marquis of hell