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This is war

Cowards trembling, cities burning

The furie of the strong blown the wake away

Barberic Hatred for what is meek

Return to the natural order

Struggled for life

Splendorous civilisation

Based on war

Legion clothed with darkness

Bringing chaos on the land

Desolation follow them

Cruching the mass

From down to dusk

And from dusk to down

We will fight to death

Blessed be the victor

And he cruched the weak

Natural low

And he must never forget

Enslaved for so long

By the fithty once

That desecrete us

Wake up, wake up

The time as come

Wake up

Legion clothed with darkness

Conquering the land

Civilisation follow them

Pure and proud