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From the ashes of this world
From the deep black of night
We came from misery
For freedom of faith
For the glory of your hate
We are marching on crusade
Marching to seek your king and kill him
We need holy blood on our skin
Crossing heaven's gates, and feeling your faith
Your words, your cry: Mercy! Why?!
Hell, war
Horror, death
Choose your fate
Praying to God, but
Living in hell
Faith for nothing
Die! Sit on your throne
Sit on your fame
Feel my arrive
Pray! To God, for your life
To achieve your paradise
We are marching on crusade
And you will fall
