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The ones who feed wolves |
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Arrived at frosty winter |
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Their roars of rage and triumph |
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Desecrated the eternal silence |
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Waking up ancient powers |
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Where war was not known |
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In iron armours |
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Demons of war and fight |
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Raise a song of war |
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Cutting christian throats |
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Burning and laying to waste |
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Cursed each death |
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We will mark with blood and fire |
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The return of ancient |
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Creed of war and steel |
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In cruelty we find our strength |
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Paying for victory with blood |
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Filthy carcass of slaves |
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We will leave for scavengers |
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As I look at my bloody hands |
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I swear the day of my birth |
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I think about my home |
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And family that are far away |
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But I am beyond |
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The point of no return |
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And only will of fight remains |
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As eternal laws of death and life say |
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Eternal call of war |
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Eternal pursuit of the enemy |
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Till it's final death |
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Cold hatred consumes my heart |
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I hate christ's slaves |
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I sacrifice their blood |
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To our mother earth |
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And to Gods of war |
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I am the one they are waiting for |
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Without mercy |
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Barbarian from the north |
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Always with a sword hardly hold |
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In a panzer fist |
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Ready for bloody fights |
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In pitiless eternal pursuit |
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Of human game |
