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Warmongers from darkness,

We're ready to destroy

Souls corrupted by hunger

Poisoned to the core

Screams of desperation

Cut the air in two

The evil consecration

Now makes the rules

Pride of the legions is blood on the blades

Pride of the legions is to destroy your faith

The throne of hate awaits in the shadows to triumph

Warmongers of nightmares

Born to inflict true fear

Our enemies crawl like worms

As the light-god sinks

We can feel the power

Grow like a tree

In a spectral forest

Where they chant blasphemy

Pride of the legions is blood on the blades

Pride of the legions is to destroy your faith

The throne of hate awaits in the shadows to triumph

The dying angels are shattered

Our swords drip blood

We take your dying faith and lead it

Into a haunted valley of death

We're the deadly battalion of Hell