They rise from the grave
Shall no longer be enslaved
Fallen angels with evil wrath
Bring to the worthless beings death

Hunting weak souls
On blackstorms they ride
Every piece of fresh flesh
Fullfills their pride

From the darkest pit the Undead have come
To finish what wars had left undone

Death is the only way to escape
The cruel tortures and brutal rape
With scream on lips everybody die
Knowing that salvation is only a lie

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