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| THE WAR BEGINS |
| And from the hills they march in the black our war begins fire lights the demonic skies with red "Fight for your honour fight for your beliefs dont stop till they are all dead your soul wants vengance your being craves blood" Blood stains your body taste the dead's blood feel the power of darkness feel the will of set "onward we march killing all in our way we bear the mark of satan show god your ritual blade" |