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    Gathered are they, the wolves
    From the north
    And the tribes of
    The underworld hordes
    Heathen men
    From pagan wastelands
    Joined with them have they

    The stench of blood. holy blood!
    Have penetrated their woods and
    Fields too long
    Ravens flew as messengers
    From hill to hill

    They brought harsh
    Blasphemous chant
    As ancient as time it self
    Whispered by the wind which
    Cries for the waning moon

    The beholders of the cr0ss, shall
    Be mesmerized by fear
    Their fate denies the fact of such

    Man, beast-the hordes of the
    Bound by chains foged by
    Pagan blood
    To night they shall feast
    Tonight the ravens and wolves
    Shall feast
    Upon blood, of those of the
    Light who beholds the cross
    Beneath the remains of a civilisation

    Centuries of sorrow!!!
    Centuries of pain!!!

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