We were born into a glacial winter night Powerful long hair heretics with metal armors Rumbling thunder and storms greeted to us It's Time to start the damn devastating battle The Death God grants us great power Our most powerful weapon is the lire of hell Strong Fighting to download all our anger Perpetual Revenge against his stupid doctrine.
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DAMN FIGHT OF FIRE WITH FIRE. RIVERS OF BOILING BLOOD WILL CLEAN OUR HOME WRAPPED IN LEATHER AND PURE METAL WE FIGHT EVEN DEATH OUR FISTS WILL BE RAISED NIGHT OF WAR.
The blood of innocents flows Through the veins of our imposing mountain ranges Wrapping in distresses people’s hopes Wistful of life that has been mowed Given a whore and eternal promise of peace Disguised with the fucking money cheated homeland Damn sumptuous and corrupt social doctrine The lord of darkness torturing their souls forever.
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DAMN FIGHT OF FIRE WITH FIRE. RIVERS OF BOILING BLOOD WILL CLEAN OUR HOME WRAPPED IN LEATHER AND PURE METAL WE FIGHT EVEN DEATH OUR FISTS WILL BE RAISED. NIGHT OF WAR.
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