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All pray - our hands to the sky Your fortress denied All slain - your turn to die - without knowing why They still worship his grave Though his soul can't be saved Now the bloodshed begins No hope - taken by force - they show no remorse Cut throats - avenge his remains. It's your turn to pay They still worship his grave Though his soul can't be saved Now the bloodshed begins What have we done? We've lived his way - without disobey What was a fortress now has ceased - complete disarray All pay - existing no more - they've evened the score Banished as our nation lay dead In this fortress of red They still worship his grave Though his soul can't be saved Now the bloodshed begins From Letras Mania