| Planes are bombing from the skies
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| And the tanks are pushing through
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| Waiting — this is the final hour
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| Hate — we’re all gonna die
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| Destruction — a preplanned comission
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| Fate — death is in our hands tonight
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| Here’s the time to take control, now we gotta strike (gotta strike)
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| Move ahead, conquer all, we’re going out tonight (out tonight)
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| Send the troops on the ground and bombers in the sky
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| Guarantee a violent end, attack them by surprise
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| Waiting — this is the final hour
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| Hate — we’re all gonna die
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| Destruction — a preplanned comission
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| Fate — there will be death from above
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| We’ll push past the gates, 'cause we’re getting through
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| Slaughter and maim 'til our mission is through
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| Catch them off guard or until we have won
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| Bombers above, the bloodshed has only begun
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| On through the night, we hear the call
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| The sirens are sounding as the victims they fall
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| A battle from Hell fought in the sky
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| Continue the fire until everyone dies |