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I hear the sound of clashing steel and breaking bones

Dust of burning flesh fills my lungs

Adrenaline’s high and I’ll surely go insane

Blood’s boiling hot, burning in my veins

Call me the dead

The gun is my scythe

Thrashing through

No one will survive

I am the judge, I am the law

I am the right hand of god

I will sort you out, it shall be done

Waiting is over now

Time has come

One thousand dead, a pile of corpses blocks my path

Screaming victims fire my wrath

I choose my faith, follow the words of the lord

Paradise awaits, don’t fear the final court

Call me the dead

The gun is my scythe

Thrashing through

No one will survive

I am the judge, I am the law

I am the right hand of god

I will sort you out, it shall be done

Waiting is over now

Time has come

I will hang them infidels

Burn those witches

I am sorting out the souls

Designated to go to hell