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""Howling fury reap the sky - pale winds of death unleashed Storm of iron - gale of steel; erupting demon fist In praise of death we celebrate the hunger for the kill Into pandemonium - stench of scorched flesh Boiled blood charred bones All heaven exult as destruction spreads its wings Cracked horizon bleeding ground cold ruin branches out Falling into livid dust - prophets of steel arise Warbound! Frontschwein! back to the panther line Willingly triumphing in eternal death decay ruin - yet the only victory belongs unto the flies Armored count - wood-splinters swirling Red pawns keeps falling Armored count - breathing smoke and sparks Once again falling down Fastsack westsack - cognac infused attack Barrage after barrage torn apart like paper sacks Machine guns preaching engines roar - merciful faith no more Into pandemonium - stench of scorched flesh broiled skin burnt hair All heaven exult as destruction spreads its wings Death - decay - ruin - yet the only victory belongs unto the flies""
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