| It’s under crimson skies hell’s horizon
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| Our trap will spring
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| Unaware of our presence they’ll be marching
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| Straight to their doom
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| We are prepared for war ready to fire
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| Stand by to charge
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| Counting down as they march into destruction
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| Their time has come
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| They’ll never know we give no warning
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| We set a trap they took the bait
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| Leading them straight into hell
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| They will not live to tell the tale
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| We’ll strike at dusk and fight 'til dawn
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| Tonight our foe is bound to fail
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| Our time is now all ready at arms
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| Upon our chosen ground dead men marching
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| No sign of hope
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| Victory will be ours before the dawn breaks
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| Tonight we charge
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| Chaos and disorder sound of the attack
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| Charging down the mountain frontal assault
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| Guns light up the darkness mortars rip the ground
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| Like a force of nature shaking the field
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| They’ll never know we give no warning
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| We set a trap they took the bait
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| Cut off retreat
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| Released
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| Unleashed
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| The beast within berserker rage is
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| Released
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| Unleashed
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| A storm a force unbreakable warmachine
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| Victims of the ambush
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| Stains the ground with blood
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| Fields of execution murderous plan
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| Soldiers turn to madmen in the dead of night
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| Fighting with a fury fiery eyes |