The rageful winds move our worn flags of battle
As venomous black serpents undulating through the sky
The torrential rain cleans the crusted blood of our faces
As we march for another massacre, to cut off heads and torture
Destroy everything and everyone in this trial
Behead the victims and expose them in their misery
As bleeding omens of the fate
That all our enemies shall suffer
They must perish by our hand
We must kill without retreat
Prepare the stakes for massive impalement
Impale them! Impale them with cruelty
Impale them! Impale them with hate
Tear up their feeble souls
With innate bestial savagery
Impale them! Impale them with cruelty
Impale them! Impale them with hate
Let their corpses lie high in the air
And anyone who oppose shall be penetrated
By twelve feet long horns and left to hang
As living forests of human garbage
Breathing in excruciating pain
As they descend to the bottom of Hell!
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