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In the name of their bastard son
They murdered our forests and beliefs
So your god will forgive?
Yet I shall never!
Our time has come
Hatred was the spell
Chosen as our weapon
Murdering, killing one by one,
Stench of death reaches the sky,
And this time their heaven falls
In the storms of red revenge.
