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Brothers, on this morn we celebrate a new dawn

As we baptize these lands in holy combat

Hunt down every apostate with extreme prejudice

Let these Gal-Gothic hills run red with heretic blood

Deus vult!

God wills it!

Deus vult!

The black sun rises as the first blood is spilled

Thirsting at the crossroads for weak and the damned

Samael’s venom incinerates their wounds

Draining the essence ov the flesh left behind

The wolves fall upon them with rapture

Vipers sworn upon the Left-Handed Path

Hours marked by the Whore ov pain and ruin

With the endless chastising rape ov their ranks

Deus vult!

As the Void Flame ignites in euphoric ecstasy

We carrion soldiers feast on our hearts

No town can be sparred from this purity ov fire

No heretic can evade this cultivation ov steel

Brothers’ spate hymns ov the forbidden black tongues

Whilst invocations are offered to maw ov Azazel

I watch as my spirit dances with madness

As our chants are scattered to the song ov the winds

Sanctify with bloodshed and let the war drums sound

Libera Imperium Ab Chaotica!

Sow the seeds ov destiny upon unhallowed ground

Libera Imperium Abominationum!

Sanctify with bloodshed and let the war drums sound

Libera Imperium Ab Chaotica!

Sow the seeds ov destiny upon unhallowed ground

Libera Imperium Abominationum!

Ad te clamamus exsules filii Hevae, ad te suspiramus,

Luctus et flentes in hac lacrimarum valle

Non nobis Domine, non nobis,

Sed nomini tuo da gloriam

Libera Imperium Abominationum!

Libera Imperium Ab Chaotica!

Libera Imperium Abominationum!

Libera Imperium Ab Chaotica!

Libera Imperium Abominationum!