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    Amidst a swirling din of smoke and screaming
    On the battlefield born reared on the teat of my dead mother war
    Hardened to stone through abuse mocked beaten and scorned
    A bayonet severed umbilical cord
    The wind sings it's sweet lullaby through
    A black and hollowed ribcage
    I'm to die in battle divine with the flames as my grave
    This realm of inhuman carnage
    Where the blood eternally rains
    To my brothers who've fallen before me
    I will walk with you again
    This is my demented playground
    The horizon is howling ablaze
    A skeletal village illuminates the sky
    As fire destroys their grains
    With glee I rape and torture
    My pleasure is inflicting pain
    With a vigor unholy I'll fight to my doom
    Till I've vanquished the Christian's gods ways
    Oh it must be such a different world
    To which those on the outside exist
    At least I know who loves me here
    No delusions all weakness dismissed
    An era of inhuman tragedy
    To be ushered by my iron hand
    The ovens bellowed to crematory highs
    To dispose of the god fearing man
    The wind sings it's sweet lullaby through
    A black and hollowed ribcage
    I'm to die in battle divine with the flames as my grave
    This realm of inhuman carnage
    Where the blood eternally rains
    To my brothers who've fallen before me
    I will walk with you again

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