| Crushing against the opponent’s will
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| Our troops manifest an intent to kill
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| We marched towards a far off land
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| We’ll punish those who oppose our plans
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| With steel gleaming in the cold moonlight
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| Enchanted arms to continue our fight
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| A glorious victory at hand
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| Here is where we make our stand
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| The morale of the fallen ones
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| Is manufactured by their midnight sun
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| It gives them power across the plains
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| They’ll not relent till we’re in chains
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| Fighting opposing we push for liberty
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| We march on for victory
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| Hearing her voice
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| Command across the sea
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| Guiding us to our crimson glory
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| Even though we may fall
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| Our progress will not stall
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| We live for our maiden’s call
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| Their full on assault against our lads
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| Took away the family that I once had
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| I swear to her, I’ll get them back
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| March to their gates, the village I’ll sack
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| We smashed through their gates with our battering ram
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| We’ll kill some motherfuckers and eat some ham
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| The blood sprays high on all those around
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| No mercy for those who are found
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| We’ve reached the goal and the tomes are ours
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| Open the chests, filled with gold bars
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| We’ll journey back with our spoils in arms
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| These gems will keep my men from harm
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| Fighting opposing we push for liberty
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| We march on for victory
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| We will rise
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| Hear our call
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| So sing along
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| For one and all |