Exordium Mors fire triumph

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Will languish no longer
The winds of war are calling
To subjugate, to conquer
To bring an end to Man's suffering
As feathered serpents
We come to raze these temples
Set alight these places of worship
In strife and discord we are born
Slit the throats of those whom pray
Condemn their bodies to a shallow grave
Drag their shameful corpses beneath our heels
In contemptuous pride
Chorus:
Strike the flesh!
Heed thy call!
Chaos rising!
Heed thy call!
I go cold turkey on the masses' opiate
And I will not submit
I give no quarter to these domesticated dogs
Salivating at the taste of their own shit
Destroy their bloodlines, smash them against the rocks
Wrought terrible retribution
This grand descent of flames
The wailing of the women
The execution of slaves
Glorious exaltation of ravaged flesh
The winds of war are calling me
Beckoning towards conquest and glory
Chorus
Within the flames of battle
We are born triumphant
Strike the flesh!
Chaos rising!
In your transect
Venus grant me power
To become the Chaos star
The star of mourning
The impregnable fortress
The iconoclastic flame
To strike as a serpent
A soul made of molten iron
Warriors of tempestuous steel
Arisen through smoke and ash
Within the flames of battle
We are born triumphant
Arise! O'Warriors of the Flame
My brothers of smoke and ash
Plunderers and Marauders
Victorious....mighty!
Let the iniquitous blood flow
Rain terror upon our enemies
In unholy retribution and chaos
We are one
Your tyranny has given birth to a Chaos star
Legions have heeded the call
And through everlasting suffering
We are born in fire and triumph
We are born...
In fire and triumph...
Triumph
The inner wolf has been caged for far too long
In ash and embers, one must become the strong
Witnessing the destruction of an epoch gone wrong...
Bear witness to a smouldering Chaos star
Boundless this anthem shall be heard afar
And through everlasting suffering, We are....
(We are...)
FIRE AND TRIUMPH!

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