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Line up the blades,
polish the steel This is the only truth that we feel No
room for mercy, no time to doubt We are the storm they're
screaming about
I am his sword,
I am his hand Clearing the filth from this broken land
Righteous fury, ready to strike
We are the army of the light
Lethal and cold, we never bend Loyal to him until the end (yeaaah!)
Look at them crawl,
hiding in dust They are the sin,
we are the must
One strike to sever,
one strike to kill
Bending the world to our leader's will
I am his sword,
I am his hand
Clearing the filth from this broken land
Righteous fury, ready to strike
We are the army of the light
Lethal and cold, we never bend Loyal to him until the end (yeaaah!)
No compromise, no soft design We paint our triumph on the line
They're born to fall,
we're born to rise No tears of pity in these eyes (hahaha!)
Righteous fury, ready to strike We are the army of the light
Lethal and cold, we never bend Loyal to him until the end (yeaaah!)
Until the end (hey!)