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Hallo Morgensonne

Pale horses galloping

From the woods over the hill into the morning light

White and blood-red flags hang

Howling tunes of death and destruction, the word of christ

Morning star come forth

Shatter skulls and tear apart the sinew

Holy demons divide the trees

Ripping flesh from bone their innards spill

Heretics died slowly

Hooves crush the heads of men into the mire

Honor lies in a grave

Back in the woods where their ancestors rot

[bridge]

Beg on your knees for our loving god

Rejoice it is the time of celebration

These growing armies only wish to spread the love of god

Looking up through heavy eyes

The blood seeps into the mud

Sent back into the earth

By the grace of god

Hallo Morgensonne