| Venture out to claim what is mine
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| Hatred drives me to the point of this
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| Carnage the blade swings
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| To draw the blood
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| Terror imposed in the eyes of the dead
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| Suffrage and pain
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| Searching out again
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| Take a look at the sky
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| Prepare to die
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| Onward we ride
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| Now we are galloping
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| Upon the entrails of the dead
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| Dispose of the screaming whore
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| Who pleads God save us and our souls
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| Laughing she falls over to the side
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| Headless no more to terrorize now we ride
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| Suffrage and pain
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| Searching out again
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| Take a look at the sky
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| Prepare to die
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| Onward we ride
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| Now we are galloping
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| Upon the entrails of the dead
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| Wing the blade and now I take your life
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| Crushing all who step into the light
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| Burn the dead all that you see is mine
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| Now onward we ride
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| Suffrage and pain
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| We’re galloping |