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Fort terrois imparata |
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Terra mortes est sembrata |
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Demonorum generatjo |
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Romanorum contestatio |
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From east came storms leading fire and iron |
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By grim demons gathered all as worms |
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Track the trails and find the place to environ |
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Breaking through winds on their way to Rome |
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To the city, source of evil vices |
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Everybody calling it their home |
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In the time when it grows and rises |
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A rush is coming provoking its fall |
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In the air |
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Everywhere |
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In despair |
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Gust that blows out |
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In the breeze |
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The disease |
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Breaking out |
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Flying about |
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Riding horses |
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They have blood thirst |
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Firing grasses |
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On their way |
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Blaming crosses |
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They slay, they burst |
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In black masses |
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They are the god's enemies |
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They are the god's enemies |
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They are satan's breed |
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While their preys run |
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They dash over frays and nuns |
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Attila the Hun |
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Barbarian trail of blazes following the sun |
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Attila the Hun |
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Is bad seed, and devil cruel son |
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The bad deed is done |
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For all people is fleeing and can hold on no one |
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Rome is just over |
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Ave Rex! |
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It's times complete |
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Honores! |
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The dust just covers |
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Mortis vox! |
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It's face white neat |
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Mal atrox! |
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They're near the city |
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Ave Rex! |
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To make new rule |
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Honores! |
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Sorrow and pity |
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Malis res! |
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Victory's full |
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Demonorum imperator |
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Fillium noctis |
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Malus et hostis Dei |