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I dream with worlds
Burning in millions of fires
With the fury of war
Commanded by dictators’ desire
They will command
Their servents to kill
Satisfying
The devi’s will...

We won’t have sky
Just a mist of ashes
And we’ll salute
The last nigth with pride
The beauty of the apocalypse
Will be appreciated
When we take all the weaks
To your concerning ends

Look, ahead, black armies, arise

Blow up the enemy side
Emblaze their souls
Make them die slow
And watch them burn alive

Any behavior divergence
Cannot be to lerated
And must be punished
With our extreme hate
‘Cos we rule the world
With black desire
We have the power
Of malignant fire

We won’t have sky
Just a mist of ashes
And we’ll salute
The last nigth with pride
The beauty of the apocalypse
Will be appreciated
When we take all the weaks
To your concerning ends

We are artists of evil
We paint the new world
Our work will be done
With weak’s blood
When the vision of destruction
Reflect in our eyes
The supremacy of our people
Will be recognized

I dream with worlds
Burning in millions of fires
With the fury of war
Commanded by dictators’ desire
They will command
Their servents to kill
Satisfying
The devi’s will...

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