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Fear not said the wise man

To his flock of blind sheep

All will end well

They say they come in peace

Appearing on the horizon

Death has come to reap

Fear grips me cold

The reckoning begins

(Chorus)

They’re howling at the gates

Death burns in their eyes

Destruction in their wake

Stand and face your maker

Fear overwhelms me

I cannot stand; cannot fight

Witness their destruction

No mercy for the weak

Murder burns in their eyes

Blood is what they seek

The wolves have arrived

And we are the sheep

(Chorus)

They’re howling at the gates

Death burns in their eyes

Destruction in their wake

Stand and face your maker

(Chorus)

They’re howling at the gates

Death burns in their eyes

Destruction in their wake

Stand and face your maker