Rotten from the knees up, their feet is all that's l eft for them to use
A flawless anger that once drove them madness is no more than a rat rage.
Once they craved for glory and harmony.
It's too much ti crave firm tii easy to fight for - even for man.

So did you really believe in the divine?
Did you really believe they'd survive?
Did you think this horde is eternal?
And you?

That sickness they have inspired
Had damned then to despair.
This rotten corpse upon the shore,
Frogotten disease and no more.
Order of Zion - the priory of hordes.

This is no hero song, fuck you! And fuck glory!

HAIL SATAN!

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