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Mercenary batalions |
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Are poised to strike us down |
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Terminations conquest |
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Upon us now full grown |
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Save me, my heart's open wide |
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Help me, no question of pride |
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Save me, my people have died |
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Total genocide |
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Devastation hungers |
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She waits to leap to earth |
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Imminent liquidation |
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Before the grand rebirth |
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Save me, my heart's open wide |
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Help me, no question of pride |
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Save me, my people have died |
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Total genocide |
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Sin after sin i have endured |
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Yet the wounds i bear are the wounds of love |
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Frantic mindless zombies |
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Grab at fleeting time |
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Lost in cold perplexion |
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Waiting for the sign |
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Generations tremble |
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Clinging face to face |
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Helpless situation |
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To end the perfect race |
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Flashing senseless sabers |
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Cut us to the ground |
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Eager for the life blood |
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Of all who can be found |
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Save me, my heart's open wide |
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Help me, no question of pride |
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Save me, my people have died |
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Total genocide |
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Slice to the left, slice to the right |
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None to retaliate, none will fight |
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Chopping at the hearts, snuffing out the lives |
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This race departs, no one will survive |
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Heads to the feet, feet to the air |
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Souls in the soil, heavy in despair |
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End of all ends, body into dust |
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To greet death friends, extinction is a must |
