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Our troops are ready to plunder and burn |
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Lightning strikes on command |
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Mark of death on the shining steel |
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We proudly hold the black banners high |
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Marching through the enemy's land |
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We sing the Devil's song |
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Always ready to lead and to die |
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We smile as the war reigns |
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And never kneel when the death is close |
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We proudly hold the black banners high |
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Marching through the enemy's land |
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We sing the Devil's song |
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Who else can trust so much the commanding Gods |
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To sacrifice life, soul and the world |
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Now war is lost, our tombs are cursed |
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Please, pray for us in Hell |
