| Thunder thy clarion and lightning thy sword
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| Guide our noble sons in their work
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| In hour of peril give them true aim
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| Bear them in your hand through the fight
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| Bless our arms; |
| grant us victory, O Lord
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| And God, Father
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| Protect our land and our flag
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| Total genocide
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| Through you justified
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| This is a prayer never told
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| (Kill ‘em all)
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| Let us cleanse this world by fire
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| Can you hear our call to arms?
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| (Heed the call)
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| Water their way with their tears
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| Cover their fields with their patriot dead
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| Torn to bloody shreds with our shells
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| Let foes be smitten, drive them insane
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| Make their widows cry out in grief
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| Orphan their children, lay waste to their homes
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| Make them roam their desolate land
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| Broken in spirit, worn in travail
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| Deny them refuge of the grave
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| Bless our arms; |
| grant us victory, O Lord
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| And God, Father
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| Protect our land and our flag
|
| Total genocide
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| Through you justified
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| This is a prayer never told
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| (Kill ‘em all)
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| Let us cleanse this world by fire
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| Can you hear our call to arms?
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| (Heed the call)
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| Stain the white snow with their blood
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| Shrieks of the wounded writhing in pain
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| Blissful is the sound of their pleads
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| In honor and glory we maim and we rape
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| Our soldiers are the pride of our hearts
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| Bless our arms; |
| grant us victory, O Lord
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| And God, Father
|
| Protect our land and our flag
|
| Total genocide
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| Through you justified
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| This is a prayer never told
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| (Kill ‘em all)
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| Let us cleanse this world by fire
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| Can you hear our call to arms?
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| (Heed the call)
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| In the name of our God |