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Rise - my armies - with power - from |
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Hell - we march... |
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When all their power's gone and nothing's left but shame |
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We are the evil ones, a pestilence they say |
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We tear their souls apart by just being what we are ... |
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And to forever be the ones to blame |
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There's nothing here for us in their world of love and trust |
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We vomit in their eyes and face them with disgust |
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We are the tyrants of the darkness as they say ... |
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And we will never obey |
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So rise - my armies - with power - from |
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Hell - we march... |
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We leave your god behind, he's shaking with fright |
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See the hatred in our eyes shining so bright |
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Possessed by |
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Hell itself we stand up to charge ... |
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And rise from the flames |
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This is the time for vengeance, now their end is near |
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We strike with hateful power, we have no fear |
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We are the immortals of a never ending race ... |
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And we shall fight 'til the end |
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Now the time has come |
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For all the fools to pray |
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Come on, face the slayer |
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Now's your time to pay |
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So rise - immortals - with power - and might - we slay... |
