| Forged in the fires of the fascists
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| Born of violence, built for war
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| True believer with a death wish
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| Terrorizer, hate galore
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| Into sorrow I’ve awakened
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| Arcane darkness pound by law
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| I will die to see them broken
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| Propaganda nevermore
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| Authority of lairs, spitting in your face
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| Money rules the world and your rights have been sold
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| Mourn barren land
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| Smile as you’re burning
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| Gold in my hands
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| Blood is the price of war
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| Spoils of war
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| I’ve reborn into salvation
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| Nihilistic and obscure
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| We’re the arch-find of the bastards
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| All for one and one for all
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| Authority of liars, spit back in thir face
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| Freedom can’t be sold, let tyrants be dethroned
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| Mourn barren land
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| Smile as you’re burning
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| Gold in my hands
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| Blood is the price of war
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| Spoils of war |