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Holy Army
The army of god Marching on True of will faith made strong Slaughter those made unholy Watch them burn with sombre glory Look upon all we've done we slit the throats of heathen scum we slid the knife in, and watched it turn Rejoice! god's will has been observed We are the holy ones We are the army of the one Bow to the might of our lord Or die upon the sword No mercy shall be shown heretic scum! No blade shall be denied she thirsts for blood! No child spared, nor women saved repent! or be slain.... We are the holy ones We are the army of the one Bow to the might of our lord Or die, upon the sword We are the holy ones We are the army of the one Bow to the might of our lord Or die upon the sword No mercy shall be shown heretic scum! No blade shall be denied she thirsts for blood! No child spared, nor women saved repent! or be slain... in the heavens above the all-seeing god Takes his place on his throne Bloodied with the stain Countless victims Killed in his name... We are the holy ones We are the army of the one Bow to the might of our lord Or die, upon the sword We are the holy ones We are the army of the one Bow to the might of our lord Or die upon the sword
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