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Fallen warriors silenced by the light,
captive spirits yearn to rise. On this
day our shadow is cast upon the
groveling herds of sheep. Spells invoke
the ancients, entombed, from their
untimely demise. Ressurect the ghosts
of war, to unleash their breath of hate so
cold.

So fucking cold

Alas, we discharge the fury.
Unite, hands and hearts of stone.
Gaze, into the eyes of rivals, and burn
eternal hate into their souls.

Heathen armies surround the holy mass,
domination is at hand. Searing omens of
vengeful lust, malice in wait the trap
was set. Conquer lands of christian foes,
souls screaming toward the sky.
Impending doom, decimate their savior.
In flames your feeble martyr dies

Your savior has fallen now, unto us.
Burning within legions of our pagan eyes.

Alas, we discharge the fury.
Unite, hands and hearts of stone.
Gaze, into the eyes of rivals, and burn
eternal hate into their souls.

So the hammer strikes the anvil, forging
a weakend lamb to suffer.

SUFFER!

Suffer! Suffer!
Forging a lamb to
Suffer! Suffer!
At our hands he will
Suffer! Suffer!
Burning your lamb he will
Suffer! Suffer! Suffer!

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Godless We Stand

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