Conflict of rebels.... Lightning bestows the sky... A message from pagan graves... Marbh, marbh, marbh, marbh! (kill, kill, kill, kill)
Wrath rises from beneath.... Breathe into thee.... As the fatal shot... Is fired
Drop the hammer on the derelicts of deceit... their time... is now to die
Rage rises from beneath... Breathe into thee... As the fatal shot... Is cast
Terror from the trees... A crack heard too late The scurry of all their people Duck, hide, and run for cover
Born of hatred, cease the moment to release; Enslave them to fear... Conflict inside their domain
Sewn hatred, hordes of our patriots... Drawn down... Into graves... Eyes of the wicked... Seen what you've said and done... The time is now... For you ... Tooooooo run!
Conflict of rebels.... Lightning bestows the sky... A message from pagan graves... Marbh, marbh, marbh, marbh! (kill, kill, kill, kill)
Wrath rises from beneath.... Breathe into thee.... As the fatal shot... Is fired
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