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Blood thirsty axe and sword we flail bodies Chopped and dismembered humans now amputees The flag of our land is blood upon the ground A dead body marks our territory the hands that fought us will turn to dust Severed and collected from the dead and all the hairs from their head Blood thirsty axe and sword we flail bodies Chopped and dismembered humans now amputees The flag of our land is blood upon the ground A dead body marks our territory the hands that fought us will turn to dust Severed and collected from the dead and all the hairs from their head We gather them up and let them rot, then throw them in the pit Let fire cleanse them we chant to the gods as the fire starts to grow Let us feast we chant to the gods as we start to eat We conquerthen dismember the hair and hands we keep We gather then make fire of our dead enemies They suffer we devour now they know who is their king Offer blood offer fire by these means will we conquer From Letras Mania