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From the mountains of Olympus to the river Volga through the hanging valley of Salzburg from north, south, east and west we are the princes of the universe, unbridled sinister sultan's of perpetual war it is us who lay burden at your door conflict on a massive scale it's us who create hell when you speak of tribulation know that it is us who made it be. From our fortress atop the chaos either sway or shift we stand victorious we declare war between nations with out hesitation the motives our creation to annihilate and sacrifice each military in a fight. Fools it is us who fan the flames of hatred and pin ideology against ideology an instrument of our psychology, the clash of modern and civilization's of old the genocide and conquest the rebellion with protest we care not as long as it suit's us best. Assume where dictators in a plot of a new order you whisper novus ordo mundi as some wayward conspiracy shrouded in secrecy you wonder if it is us who will replace sovereignty of course that's always been the plan you see, we will fulfill the revelation of prophecy call it orwellian far as it concerns me but the one's who write history will rule indefinitely the credimus the alpha and omega the sultan's of war forever more.

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