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Come on and fight
Witches grow restless, the priests are impatient
My legions scream, "The gate must be open
Our master repels a message of hope
On through the gates we march"
The sentinels await with their sabers in grasp
A vast group, a locust attack
A vast group, a locust attack
Attacking with force, as we show no remorse
Obstructing our victim's fate
The blood in the chalice saluting the fight
All virgins must die on this night
Psychotic reaction from a serpent's kiss
Is taking the life from your soul
And leading a train of destruction from Hell
Finding our way through Hell's Hole
Curse of the legions of death
Curse of the legions of death
Curse of the legions of death
Curse of the legions of death
Provoke the dead
Curse of the legions of death
Provoke the dead
Curse of the legions of death
Curse of the legions of death
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