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The night
It comes so fast
The visions are real
We’ve come to slaughter

The jungle
It is alive
I’m not prepared
It sees my mind

Majesty
He sits on his throne
Preparing to fire

Fame comes to the brave
You speak my name
a lamb to the slaughter

Overseas, a lust for gold
Mercenaries, our lives are sold
Never to be heard of again
Caught in the magic of the slann

Fight for your lives
The jungle’s on fire
And join the slaughter

Fools only chase gold
Stories are told
Of a lost legion

Overseas, a lust for gold
Mercenaries, our lives are sold
Never to be heard of again
Caught in the magic of the slann

The night
It comes so fast
The visions are real
We’ve come to slaughter

The jungle
It is alive
It sees my mind

The night
It comes so fast
The visions are real
We’ve come to slaughter

The jungle
It is alive
It sees my mind

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