The eighth king cult infidel broke all their rules, Dispanded dead, here no more, Their followers fight on, Ridding of themselves in death, How long will it be, they said, when they began the cult, They continue to kill each other, Once we are gone, They are gone, And they knew repeat, Devil and Satan said, You will not succeed, Good will win, Stop your plan, And do not start, And here we are, at the end of cult, Hundreds of thousands of years and Moons, Under which, The followers die, Hidden in the caverns of hell many, For hell is down the cellar network, Screams of...