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Feel the cold in the morning with desire to strike
And nothing to numb my senses
Keeping me sharp to perform mortality - ohohoh

Cannot wait til the morning of clarity burns
Cannot wait til the first lies bleeding
Completing my soul and fly forevermore

As the battle rages over
And twisted tongues screaming in vain
Rushing on - going strong - all as one
Raising our voice in the sky

Unbowed, unbent, unbroken men
Our lives a four-leaved clover
Raise your hand acid understand
All hell breaks loose today

We burn the soil of every land
And turn its black to colour
Nail our call on every wall
Unbowed, unbent, unbroken

Pacing on, never stop, every step as the last
This is the time, our fortune
As a locust, a plague - invading endlessly

As our victory arises
No choices have to be made
Down the flag - off with their heads - raise the dead!

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