| Salt their would
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| Bring me their young and old
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| I shall paint with them
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| A portrait, to remember
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| Outside the walls, we slaughter every living creature
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| Sacrificed, one by one
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| Sister Alithea, take one more step and you’ll be labeled a traitor
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| No quarter for the sick
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| By force, we accelerate our evolution
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| As morning glows above, Banshees begin to hunt
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| By force, we accelerate our evolution
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| Closed eyes
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| Hasten our demise
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| Forge your faith through conflict
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| Be reborn by holy combat
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| See my blade feed the god that grows inside me
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| I can hear them sally forth to face us
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| Their armor shines in the light
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| Their flags dance in the wind
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| We poison our blood
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| Prepare our bodies for the trauma
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| Blood loss will come
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| Sister Alithea, take one more step and you’ll be labeled a traitor
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| No quarter for the sick
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| By force, we accelerate our evolution
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| As morning glows above, Banshees begin to hunt
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| By force, we accelerate our evolution
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| Once more, we charge into oblivion
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| Salt their wound, embrace the blood feud
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| We cast our hearts into darkness
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| Once more, we charge into oblivion
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| Amyntas, you will lose this world
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| Feel the battle rhythm as endless waves collide
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| Feast upon the terror, these weapons thirst for more
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| In our final moment, as light begins to fade
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| Glory turns to sorrow, fortune favors only one
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| Hydrus coursing through our veins
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| Watch our hate accelerate
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| As the blood stings my two eyes
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| Watch my hate eviscerate |