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Crawling nightmares hunt for souls
The evil phantoms came from holy words
Growling sirens, rageous popes
Stuck to pulpits made of blood and stone

Brings salvation, He brings hope
And fierceful fury against the ones who doubt
Holy bible, needs our blood
To write another chapter of this Church

Now we live in chains
Time to force the last endeavour
After all this pain
Slaves stand up and fight
Even if we fail
It is worth facing terror
Better brave and slained
Than alive but dead inside

Whispering voices, mumbling crowd
The warning signs which make the tyrant shout
Terror squads and servants everywhere
With torture try to save or souls from hell

Burning Pyres, sins to atone
The purifying fire brings us hope
Faithful waiting the end that is to come
The final moments when there's always one who rise and fight!

Now we live in chains
Time to force the last endeavour
After all this pain
Slaves stand up and fight
Even if we fail
It is worth facing terror
Better brave and slained
Than alive but dead inside

Now we know, that everytime you kneel you lose a battle
Another link in your chain, another wall in your prison
Many years have had to pass, many bones had to be broken
But here we stand, staring fearless at destruction

Now we live in chains
Time to force the last endeavour
After all this pain
Slaves stand up and fight
Even if we fail
It is worth facing terror
Better brave and slained
Than alive but dead inside

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