Black religions

High on a ridge where the darklord stands sending black legions to crush the lands
Captures of hades transporting the crown into the pit of this unholy row
Do it all alone down into Belial's home live then die Satan calls his evil child
Strengthens his force as the darkness falls laughs at the angels their feeble calls
High on their fortress that crumbles before all that in touch with the dark evil law
Do it all alone down into Belial's home strike the final chord hail unto the overlord
High on a ridge where the darklord stands sending black legions to crush the lands
Captures of hades transporting the crown ever further ever down into the pits of hell
Now in the bleakness the elders recant thinking of histories the ancients relent
Gathered in circles before their host there's no one soul he desires most.
Do it all alone way down into Belial's home strike a chord hail unto the overlord