| The Darkest hour, the hopeless time
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| Is always before the rise of the dawn
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| Find your courage to stand against a stream
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| The fairest they speak when the falsest they think
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| When mouths of men speak the words of gods
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| The truth will never be enough for anyone
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| When you reach the peak of the highest mountain
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| Proudly plant the flag of the heathen defiance
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| From the ashes of the ancient blood and wisdom
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| The children of thunder will rise again
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| Wielded lashes, pyres flame, gloomy gallows
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| Tormented ones, brave and free
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| Screams echo in time
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| Not one unjust deed goes unpunished
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| No blood is shed in vain under the reborn thunder sign
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| I know we will
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| Claim the throne and kill
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| They asked for war so we will give them one
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| The one to end it all
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| Reckoning with blood
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| Stop the madness that’s gone on for centuries
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| In a storm of obloquy, my sons stand strong
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| Marshall the forces, gather up weapons for the last war to come
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| Who is so righteous, uncorrupted to condemn and dominate
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| With truth and not with illusions
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| Not driven by the greed to be enthroned and rule
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| Havoc no more
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| The reign of men |