| Drenching blood will stain the world’s symbols of victory
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| As you destroy we create!
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| The glorious banners break the lines of enemies again
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| Today the icons of destruction fall!
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| Shall all the armies burn the way
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| Win is the word
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| Victoriuos spirit will lead us in this this war against you
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| You will taste our shining blade that’s falling
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| To wash the sins of abuse
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| Your intimation will become a dreadful terrible despair
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| The deadly order is declared!
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| Slave to the death
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| For another blind genocide that won’t purify
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| Desolation of human race
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| Stand in front of your disgrace you fear our threaten
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| (You) can not implore to be saved
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| Sluring in sorrow grinding all who rise against
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| We march now toward the dead
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| Semper avarus eget et hostis humani generis est
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| Impunitas semper ad deteriora invitat
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| Parcere subiectis (et) debellare superbos
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| Ab uno disce omnis
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| Fiat iustitia et mundus pereat
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| Scorching blood of guilt is running through your rotten veins
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| As we dictate you’ll obey!
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| A yell of falsity it’s a prayer that will not be heard
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| Beware, a rain of fire burns!
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| Slave to the death
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| For another
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| Blind genocide that won’t purify
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| Desolation of human race
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| Misconsceived nature will never lie
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| The delirium of human race |