| Savagery — as judgment days arrive
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| Long we have waited for this time
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| How many brothers fallen?
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| How many kept alive as slaves for the wicked few?
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| 'Tis time for reparations
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| 'Tis time to settle scores
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| This time we give no warning
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| This means war!
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| Savagery — 'tis now our spirit overflows
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| War — our minds are focused; |
| we are one!
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| Hear now the winds of change
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| A force to obviate
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| All the enemies naked now
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| All the smoke gone and all their mirrors are broken
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| Lost — empires crumble; |
| destiny
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| Behold! |
| I crusader no retreat
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| Years of complacency on the part of the mob
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| Feeding on lies
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| So slothed, so full this is it
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| Restless
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| And tolerance nearing its peak
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| Woe to the next ones who push us to far
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| Our love is now replaced by war
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| Live cannot be spared, our victory at hand
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| And by my hand I slay the first
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| And the last will follow as we watch these wickeds bleed
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| No rest for the soldiers 'till the purge is done
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| No salvation until we drench this earth |