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Running through fields of these fucks

Slashing everyone I see

Blood is shed, the field turns red

Piling up their heads at my feet

Run through the bastards

Slashing with your swords

Killing for satan. Fighting for your lord

I've set out to conquer everything I see

This be a lesson to anyone that defies me

No life after death dominate the world

Take everything I need, religion crushing blasphemy

Kill and crush opposition with my battle swords

I will serve no master, thy satanic warlord

The devil is calling, commands me to kill

Baphomet adorns my shield

Serpent crested blades cut with hate

Fight aside me or you will be slain

Rush them

Piling up the bastards die

As my soldiers cut through the weak

Their army quivers at my sight because

They've been forewarned that I show no mercy

We fight triumphant aside me my soldiers

Run soulless and heartless

Marching not fast enough

That's why we run relentless

Hack them, slash them

Run through the bastards with your swords

Cut them, kill them

Run through the bastards no remorse

Rush them, crush them

Run through the bastards make them fall

Grab them, stab them

Run through the bastards, slay them all

Triumphant in combat

We battle, we fight

My soldiers no mercy

With valour we ride

In battle, we die

For satan we fight

In battle, we die

For satan we fight