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We are the army of the night.

The wolves when the moon is shining bright.

Post-atomic survivors.

We are the Bonebreaker's tribe.

We are the sword of Damocles.

Fighters of iron and steel.

Metal thrashing maniacs, southern wolfpack.

In the hour of death you watch,

The burning light wich grow.

Winds of devastation. Bringers of desolation.

Atomic thrashing Metal of hell !!!

In the land of evil you try to survive.

Fight till the last of us die.

Crossing the seven gates of hell.

You march in the fire.

Demons from beyond cross the vortex to appear. The try to steal your soul.

Insane screams around resound in your head. You feel the endless pain.