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Gaze to the sky...
Masked as death and sworn to die
Strife for blood...
Awaiting the rise of new god
Comes morningrise to destroy those lying
Sun sets high upon the dead and those dying
Our souls forlorn to flame and burning fire
We act as beasts of our haunting desire
Battlelust scourge us inherited by death
We face our enemy and blood runs red
Through the land we rage like thunder
With swords of steel we come we conquer
Caring not shall we rise or fall
Pure in hearts as we follow his call
Our fate...
HATA BİLDİR
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