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Striking back, we rise again

No one can stand before us

Crushing all in our path

Trample the minions of light

Marching forth, banners high

The holy run for cover

Cut them down without mercy

Cast down their idols

Against the holy, against mankind

Against the father, the ghost and the bastard child

Against the cheap that do nothing but follow

Against all creation

Satan's warmachine, destroyer of worlds

Crushing the enemy a titan of war

Assaulting the gates, burn down heaven

Angel flesh impaled, destruction of the firmament

On your knees, too late to pray

Nothing can save you now

Mortal fool, you smell of fear

Your time has come

Execution, decapitation

Put their heads on spikes

Retribution, no absolution

Infernal victory