Dungeons are empty, berzerkers released
The sign of our master rises once again
To feast upon this orgy of the flesh
Taste the blood like wine
The earth shall tremble beneath our warcry
The blood of feeble man shall drain the ground
Defending my race,
destroying the foreign semen
Let our weapons be drenched in their blood
Fight 'till death is our aim,
to reign supreme is our goal
destroying their gods,
crushing their will to live
We will fight 'till the end
We will fight 'till the death
Blood runs across my face and still the
hammer keeps smashing
Enemies so weak, hate so intense
Then we raise our heads towards the
cloudless black sky
To await the arrival of our master
We vomit on your symbols
We piss on your gods!

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