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Marching over the mist
Leaving behind the wheack’s
Going this endless war
Like a tormenting nightmare
Over the devastate ruins
I raised a sign
The sign of hate
For a masses despair
To revenged the years
Arrested in abyss
Where jesus christ
Made his suffer
But the final command
Is happening here now
Which i see is the ruins
And warriors marching to death.
