In the hour of battle When all your instincts are firing blanks Everybody marches on know what? No thanks Can't win by bravery You're just fodder for enemy lines This is all about numbers The most survive
Go forth and fuck Become the new plague Roam the world like locusts Let the heathen rage Go forth and fuck Or else be slain Let none remain
The hour of judgement is coming Preparations is all So haveth faith and multiply Or else our kingdom will fall Let the weed wither By brute force Only one true power in the final war
Go forth and fuck Become the new plague Roam the world like locusts Let the heathen rage Go forth and fuck Or else be slain Let none remain
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