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The thunder echoes, flashes light the sky, |
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Bells of death ring in glory |
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A million jackboots, |
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Marching from the past, |
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Warn of the sorrow and fury |
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Souls of the lost, claim their spoils of war |
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The spectre of doom wants to touch |
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So many more. |
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Raise your voice, cry out and demand |
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I will kill and be killed by no man |
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Or we will be the ones they see |
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Cry for the sins of the damned |
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Or we will be the ones they see |
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Die for the sins of the damned. |
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They scream for vengeance |
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A new enemy is found |
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Godless hordes draw their anger |
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To the slaughter, |
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The call to all will sound. |
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Justice and truth grace our banner |
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Divine right is ours, |
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To enslave and deceive |
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We live and we die for the lies, |
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Lies we believe. |
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The thunder echoes, flashes light the sky, |
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Bells of death ring in glory |
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A million jackboots, |
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Marching from the past, |
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Warn of the sorrow and fury |
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Divine right is ours, |
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To enslave and deceive |
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We live and we die for the lies, |
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Lies we believe. |
