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They rise from the grave

Shall no longer be enslaved

Fallen angels with evil wrath

Bring to the worthless beings death

Hunting weak souls

On blackstorms they ride

Every piece of fresh flesh

Fullfills their pride

From the darkest pit the Undead have come

To finish what wars had left undone

Death is the only way to escape

The cruel tortures and brutal rape

With scream on lips everybody die

Knowing that salvation is only a lie