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Fierce battles open up in the streets An infinite timespan of hateful attrition There is no greater possible honour among men Than to explode as a martyr Volatility known as a pure existence We will kill them with rocks or rockets We will destroy them where they live We will not rest until they are dust Mothers send us your sons Paradise is waiting, our chances escaping Total resistance, the truest experience Delivering the holy wrath of ages Mothers send us your sons Paradise is waiting, our chances escaping Total resistance, the truest experience Delivering the holy wrath of ages Expert disposal of unwanted infesters Kill as one for god A half-ridden structure of militancy We will never rest until they are razed Mothers send us your sons Letras de cancionesParadise is waiting, our chances escaping Total resistance, the truest experience Delivering the holy wrath of ages Mothers send us your sons Paradise is waiting, our chances escaping Total resistance, the truest experience Delivering the holy wrath of ages From Letras Mania