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    Let Thy sword fall upon the necks of the feeble and the foolish
    Raise thy fist in glory, smash the crosses to thousand little pieces
    Give your commands unto the firestorms, may the flames caress the sky
    Lead the whirlwinds towards the masses and as harvested they shall fall

    Agony and fear arise in black shapes, both are here to torment the weak
    Listen how they cry for their "god" that never existed the way they thought
    He is not a saviour nor is he a king, never was and never shall be
    Only a coward without any reason to be a ruler

    This world shall be given to those who roam the paths of the dark Unseen
    This world shall be reborn to greet it's true owners
    This world shall be laid in the shade of lightless day, dawnless morning

    Just give us Thy sword, it'll be our scythe
    Just give us Thy sign, and we will be the Damnation

    All the honour is Yours
    I feel Thy unclean powers run through me
    A river of blood, all she'd with our hands
    Faithfully we follow Thy commands

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