| You want to know what is best in life…
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| Well, let me tell you!
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| To crush your enemies
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| See them driven before you
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| And to hear the lamentation
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| Of their women
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| It is not the open steppe
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| Nor fleet horse
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| Nor falcons at your wrist
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| And the wind in your hair
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| It doesn’t matter if we have won again
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| Until we have finally crushed our enemies
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| Crushed our enemies
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| What is a battle unless you win the war?
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| You want to know what is best in life…
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| Well here you go
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| To crush your enemies
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| See them driven before you
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| And to hear the lamentation
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| Of their women
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| You want to know what is best in metal…
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| It’s a guitar solo… oayaha!
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| To crush your enemies
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| See them driven before you
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| And to hear the lamentation
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| Of their women! |