Every tear is frozen
our soul is chained, our hatred is bloody
All joy is gone, all laughter is gone
all life shall end in death
In a cold and desolate landscape
shall the black horde come forth
our lord shall rise forever
raise his kingdom again
our struggle shall be rewarded
our name shall be praised
our minds shall pull the branch
and his love shall be forever lost
All morality shall be discarded
you will but you die of shame.
Now the time has come
yes break the words of the good
May we always be rulers on this earth

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