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Axe and sworde in my handes |
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Deceivers invaded these landes |
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A charge, their false heartes to kill |
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The calle of the gods to fulfill |
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Fighte the true evil, prevente their returne |
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Bloode on the crosses, churches shall burne |
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Stronge our will, fearless we are |
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The ravens our guidance, the hammer our hearte |
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Warrior Spill their holy bloode |
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Deathe by the blade |
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The wrathe of the gods shall returne |
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Wytches were burn'd at the stake |
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Heathens were murdered and raped |
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Suppressed, our forefather's faithe |
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Wisdom and cults were erased |
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Fighte for our gods, prepare their returne |
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Bloode on the crosses, churches shall burne |
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Proude our hordes, fearless we are |
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Vengeance our duty, barbaric our heartes |
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Warrior Revenge shall be thy fate |
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Deathe by the blade |
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The returne of the glorious age [Solo: both/Lars/Scott/both/both/both/both/both/lars/Dirk] [Chorus] |
