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This is the call of the wild The Genocide Force is ready for the hunt ! We advance with the wind of damnation, so sharp as the blade of our weapons Riding fast and indifferent to the scalding sun or the cutting cold Firm in trail of infernal hate obsessed by the will of exterminating the enemies Fixed eyes by mortal violence Blows of maces and sharpened axes Decimate our enemies lacerated into pieces! Crushed opposers, Empire of holocaust Gallop tormentor... BLOODY SLAUGHTER AND REAP Decapitated corpses the water of the shore turns into blood Intense mutilation inhuman ferocity in the battle Stick in the soil sceptres with the enemies heads Vultures fly over tracks of cadavers by the thousand! Victory and wealth in the harvest to carry the women and regain the gold We knew the danger of proliferation of the enemy tribe there wasn't time to loose... There will be a great battle in the future, the golden hawk's battle in their iron ships and birds But the ignorant civilization blind and fool will fall into the wise victim's trap... From Letras Mania