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Shivering silhouettes

On the horizon dance

Deformed shadows

Of the marching troops

Evil in its oldest form

Death is the toll

To a new world order sworn

Last rattle of earth

As the battle reigns

Legions in the soil

Soldiers shout out in pain

Endless bloody fields

Trapped in rubble bodies decay

In caves entombed

Swallowed by darkness, screams of dismay

Buried beneath their flaking icons

Rise to the rituals

Of revolting masses

Once called slaves

Soon to become kings

Desert your relics

Abandon your faith

Behold your icons

Twisting on the pyre

Shivering silhouettes

On the horizon dance

Relics in flames

From ashes rise in blasphemy