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Storm the gates

Battle cries ring

Feel the hate

Death we doth bring



Mind is racing

Where to turn

Your life is dead

You watched it burn



Murder and hate

They all must die

No surrender

Your truth is a lie



Smell the rotting flesh

Bodies decaying by your feet

They fought bravely

Now they lay in defeat



Kick them aside

They serve no use

They fought and died

Survivors get the noose



Bowed on a knee

Insanity stirs

Our futile attempts empty

We’ve nothing but our plead