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On the path of victory,

They shall march like battalions of death,

Towards their dreams,

Towards their light,

Until they fall...

It must be in their blood,

It must be in their souls,

The strange desire to self-deception,

The mindless amok to self-destruction

It must be in their blood,

It must be in their souls,

The boiling cell of war addiction

The endless lust to domination

They live and die by the sword

The ongoing circle of rise and fall

Only fools will take that road

and burn their wings for nothing