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Enemies of |
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Khanate strung on hooks |
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Like pigs to slaughter, heads will roll |
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Heads will roll, throats will be slit |
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Blood will flow like springs of water |
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Heads will roll to the |
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River Red(Across the ochre steppe) |
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A thousand fathers killed |
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A thousand virgin daughters spread |
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With swords still wet, with swords still wet |
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With the blood of their dead |
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Now, Jin is upon us, he kills in silence after prayers |
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Genghis Khan is upon us, he slays his betrayers |
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Genghis Khan is upon us, he slays his betrayers |
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Thus still the fools of |
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God will guard the city of our birth |
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Hold an ear to the ground, yeah, hear the sound |
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Clamoring and horses stammer as their gallop meets the earth |
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A thousand fathers killed |
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A thousand virgin daughters spread |
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With swords still wet, with swords still wet |
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With the blood of their dead |
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A thousand fathers killed |
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A thousand virgin daughters spread |
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With swords still wet, with swords still wet |
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With the blood of their dead(Tomorrow they will find us) |
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Hide the children free of sin(We will meet their blades by morning) |
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Protected only by your skin |
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Tomorrow we will find them(Seek the youngest of their kin) |
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And we will meet them with our fury |
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And we will crush them all like vermin |
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We will crush them all like vermin |
