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Twin serpents from the East

Black sun and moon

Their numbers have increased

Servants of Doom

Hail battle, hail death

Onward riders, riders of Doom

Our freedoms bereft

Onward riders, riders of Doom

Great savage swords are sough

Grim oaths we swore

Of steel our weapons wrought

We ride to war

Hail battle. Hail death

Onward riders, riders of Doom

Our freedoms bereft

Onward riders, riders of Doom

Great gods grant me revenge

My hate is true

And if you don't listen

To Hell with you

Hail battle, hail death

Onward riders, riders of Doom

Our freedoms bereft

Onward riders, riders of Doom