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Ohhh |
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We are the thunder and the chorus of war |
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We are the hammer that will break off their horns |
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We are the weapon in the hands of a slave |
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We are the arsonist who started the flames |
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Our Commander is leading us into the fire |
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And we won't stop until we are done |
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The endless oppression will fall at His side |
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The fire of Armageddon's gonna fall from the sky |
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They raise their towers to the clouds |
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We'll burn their empires to the ground |
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We're tearing them down |
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This is the sound (sound) of (of) the Dead Militia |
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Crawling like serpents underground |
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They hide but soon they will be found |
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We're smoking them out |
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This is the sound (sound) of (of) the Dead Militia |
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We are the dagger that will strike at their heart |
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We are the nova that dismantles the dark |
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We are the saber that will take off their head |
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We are the artist that will paint the world red |
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Our commander is leading us into the fire |
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And we won't stop until we are done |
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Death and decay will be no more alive |
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The earth will lift her hand in hallelujah to God |
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They raise their towers to the clouds |
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We'll burn their empires to the ground |
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We're tearing them down |
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This is the sound (sound) of (of) the Dead Militia |
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Crawling like serpents underground |
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They hide but soon they will be found |
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We're smoking them out |
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This is the sound (sound) of (of) the Dead Militia |
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Ohhh |
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Dead Militia! |
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Ohhh |
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They raise their towers to the clouds |
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We'll burn their empires to the ground |
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We're tearing them down |
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This is the sound (sound) of (of) the Dead Militia |
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Crawling like serpents underground |
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They hide but soon they will be found |
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We're smoking them out |
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This is the sound (sound) of (of) Revolution! |
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The sound of Resurrection! |
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This is the sound of the Dead Militia |
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Ohhh |