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Hunting like wolves, |
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we have no regrets for all our murders, |
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barbaric and inhuman. |
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This is a crusade, |
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an unholy quest against the holy spawn. |
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The only morals we belive in are pleasure of hate, |
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as sons of darkness. The blood shall flow, |
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the liquid of life, it will disappear. |
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Fear can be seen on their tearful faces. |
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Followers of God will meet their doom. |
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Our only justice is the sword. |
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Our only sentence is death. |
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Vultures follow us to finish the work. |
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Terror is spread to begin the Armageddon... |
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Innocent men ar burned at the stake. |
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Their wives are raped upon their dead children. |
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We sing out loud grest ineantations to summon the forces of Hell. |
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Humans implore a mercy we ignore. |
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We desecrate their childish religions. |
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No soul can be saved from the endless torment. |
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Obscurity prevails. |
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When the gates are finally open, |
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it will be the sign of the end, |
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the coming of Satan, |
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the rebel and triumphont one. |
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Hunting like wolves, |
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we have no regrets for all our murders, |
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barbaric and inhuman. |
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This is a crusade, an unholy quest against the holy spawn. |
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The only morals we belive in are pleasure and hate, as sons of darkness. |
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The blood shall flow, the liquid of life, it will disappear. |
