| Tonight your place it shall burn
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| This nigh the tables they will turn
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| Tomorrow doom will be your fate
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| Your punishment will soon await
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| WE SHALL CONQUER
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| Tonight we’ll storm pearly gates
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| This night your walls and bones we’ll break
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| Tomorrow weeping is your hymn
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| Your punishment this day will bring
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| At night your cities fall — Your towers proud and tall
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| Like shadows we will come — Your soldiers overrun
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| No pity — No remorse — I wield the steel of force
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| With fire and with sword — hail the new overlord
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| At night your cities fall — Your towers proud and tall
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| With fire and with sword — hail the new overlord
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| Hail
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| Your battle weary men will bow
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| Your battle weary kin will frown
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| Your battle weary wives will spread
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| When all your hope is cold and dead
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| We now shall conquer all that’s yours
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| Resistance we will not accept
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| All your hold dear taken by force
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| Your either yield — Alive or dead
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| Your life — Your honour — In my hands
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| It’s time for you to understand
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| There is no way for you to win
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| Yes we shall rule — Better give in |