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Naglfar Diabolical The Devils Child

no more A shape of black ripps the sky The spawn of infernal empire, on demonwings he rides He masters the storm and the rains Diabolo, the chosen

is no more A shape of black ripps the sky The spawn of infernal empire, on demonwings he rides He masters the storm and the rains Diabolo, the chosen