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Ready to ride
For the tribe

Hide from their sight
raid the blind

Now Rome is falling apart
cut the hand

And Crown's thorns do harm
sack their land

Their world can't see the only path
Their world must feel holy wrath
And all blood bathes in dust

Chorus
Hate grows!
Dread eyes!
Feasting crows - arrived!

Draining guts - dry!
Feeling hunger - rite!

Scraped out eyes
Fallen behind
left to die

Given their lives
for a lie

The Sun's scorching the flesh
Feast and dine

The Plain soaked in blood
Purified

Their world can't see the only path
Their world must feel holy wrath

Chorus
Hate grows!
Dread eyes!
Feasting crows - arrived!

Draining guts - dry!
Feeling hunger - rite!

Tell me crow
Who's alive?
Running around hiding from sight

Tell me crow
Who's alive?
Fearing us and dreading our might

Tell me crow
Who's alive?
Running around and hiding from our sight

Tell me crow
Who's alive?
Fearing us and dreading for their wretched lives

Crows fly off far
When the sun sets down

Crows fly off far
Till the sun sets down

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