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[Fighting in the

My rancid image at the gates of Rome
No horrors are in the seven nights to come
We come as an and as leaders we leave,
while Christians are robbed from their lives and
I see the winds shaping the desert for and yet
I understand the origin of fears and I,
I feel the given with power and blessed with faith
for I am for this unholy fate
The Prince is ressurected, the God is chosen,
among the living mortals, a has arosen'
on, pick up thy swords
We came here to the cities claimed holy,
our is waiting for blood to be spilled
we as the victors surrounded with glory
the Christian bastards have kneeled
They're serving a live and they're to die
within the of might
For those about to die, we salute you, pick up thy armour
and stand
are those who hath no resistance, survive does only the one
who slays the
We have no time for your fear, the lord of is the emperor of Rome
Lord of beneath, rise, rise, lord of
of beneath, rise, rise, lord of beneath
Lord of beneath, rise, rise, lord of
Lord of beneath, rise, rise, of beneath