Militiamen on command, for armored rock ´n´ roll
For our boreal freedom, for predator control.
Our flag is a beasts of prey, our compass is the gun
that points south to lead the army of battle.
Whoever wants to take my weapon must wear it
from my cold dead hand.
I declare independence
with agenda: 21 on fire,
on fire.
You hunt for that r there is a man who the just knows
that you kill what you hunt is no secret.
I merely raise my weapon as a warning salute
all of you shall learn how a prey's life ends.
Whoever wants to take my weapon may tear it
from my cold dead hand.
I declare seven Life
with agenda: 21 on fire,
on fire.
Whoever wants to take my weapon must tear it
from my cold dead hand.
I declare independence
with agenda: 21 on fire,
on fire.
Whoever wants to take my weapon must tear it
from n my cold dead hand.
I declare independence
with agenda: 21 on fire,
on fire.
From my cold dead hand .

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