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Attack the enemy Main all in your path Cast the curse of contorting pain Dominate with your blade The lines we penetrate Conquer their mighty realm Bring them all to their knees Leave all the remains behind Path of bloodshed, strike down upon Strangle their lords, hail the conquering Royal life is laid to waste, hang them high Let them witness their agony Win the battle, ignite the town Angry warriors of the night, light their resin Mighty kings of the wicked realms Victory is present when no life is spared Reign in black ruin Cauldrons boiling hot Molten wax drips Flames arise, wicked cinders Ashes, burn the flesh Chants of black fill the air! From Letras Mania