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I'll rear your flesh! I'm prisoner of my own thoughts The holy flesh' production The blood of my own is your truth But my rage of destruction Mankind had crossed the line Where I could not smell their stench Victimized roles of this play Nothing more they may to gain [Chorus:] Yeah, I'll rear their flesh Yeah, I'll slay them all Damned, they shall be slashed Welt, we'll clean their souls Ancient army awakes Weapons of war in their hands Muzzle of Death looks for you Leading from birth to the end Run! Run away! Through the forest of dead and insane To the place where Lethe flows Letras de cancionesTo the place where your fear grows! Don't wait for your fate Rule sway by thyself and comprehend We must direct the way of stars We're all can be not worse than the Gods! Raise thy spirits, bravest men! Ascend the dome of heathen realm! Mother freedom calls our souls for Victory in Greatest War Glorify the New World Order! [Chorus] War!!! From Letras Mania