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With mantles in numbers
By the hills, through waterways
To conquer.
To conquer with power
Crushing the boundaries of foreign tribes
Shielded by strength of will, the will to slaughter
For blood, wealth and religion
Barbarism, tyranny Crusaders & destroyers
Strike!
The final blow I shall kill your ways in ascending rage
To rove in quest for plunder
To attack with heathen force
To conquer.
Bodies impaled on stakes
"Remember it well then; this night,
This great victory!"
For blood, wealth & religion
Barbarism, tyranny
