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Lose the reins of a dying horse

Compass set on a deadly course

Despair no hope refuse to conform

Out of the chaos resistance is born

Don't believe their lies

Stand fight or die

Cling to shadows preparing to strike

Ruthless in method dark from the light

Nothing is sacred condition is dire

Out of the furnace and into the fire

What are you willing to risk

Will you back down or will you resist

Fight the hatred or hatred will win

Kill never again

Burn the ships no turning back

Marching forward on the attack

They must be stopped or they will take it all

Make them pay let them die where they fall