| They came down from the sky
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| Lords of ancient lands afflicted
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| Primal tribes await the final stand
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| Natives praise their Gods
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| Lords are taking lives with lethal secret powers
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| No one shall survive
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| Light to stay alive, the very last bottle
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| Blast through the skull
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| Death by metal, death by metal
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| Striking back with wood and stones
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| Hiding in the fields
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| Dying lone with broken bones
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| Bloody heads are yields
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| Supreme high technology versus primal life
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| Despair and brutality, instinct to survive
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| Kill to stay alive, there is no tomorrow
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| Blast through the skull
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| Death by metal, death by metal
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| They try to flee into the caves
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| But we will bring them down
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| There is no more escape
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| There’s nowhere else to run
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| We march with almighty
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| Weapons in our hands
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| We take their lives and in the end
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| We will take their land
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| Death by metal
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| Our march goes on with weapons mighty in our hands
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| First we take their lives away
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| Then we take their land
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| Death by metal, fight to stay alive
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| The very last bottle
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| Blast through the skull
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| Death by metal
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| Kill to stay alive
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| There is no tomorrow
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| Blast through the skull
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| Death by metal, death by metal |