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The beast marches on, our annihilation imminent
Men thrown side to side
Ready the cannons!
Blow upon blow this will be his end
Our only chance has it truly worked?
I cant believe my eyes
The Beast stands before me!

Oh! The horror!
"Does it truly hurt to die?"
"This will be quick and painless"

The skies have turned dark
The crows warn of an impending doom
A menacing horde approaches
The Beast marches on

The beat of the dead follow, the blood baptizes the dead below
The beast rises, our war cries only feed the horde
Broken limbs, rotten flesh, the stench of death fills the air

The Gore, The Horror, They feed the Beast

The beat of the dead follow, the blood baptizes the dead below
The beast rises, our war cries only feed the horde
Broken limbs, rotten flesh, the stench of death fills the air

The skies have turned dark
The crows warn of an impending doom
The menacing horde approaches
The Beast marches on

This land now belongs to The Beast!

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