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I Bowed My Head And Spoke With You

The Words You Preached Were So Bleak

Stand On The Altar Of Your Chosen God

It's Only Purpose Is To Prey On The Weak.

You Wanted A Bout At A Second Round

But The Choice You Gave Was Murder.

Death To Everyone Who Dares To Oppose Us

Your Blood Will Be Spilled With No Remorse.

Death To Anyone Who Dares To Resist Us,

Your God Will Bow Down To Mine.

Preying On The Minds Of The Weak

To Fulfil A Lust For Power.

Blinded By The Holy Terror Of The Past,

Violence Results In Control Through Fear.

The World Burns Through The Fires Of Our Enemies.

The World Fears The Wrath Of Your Zealotry.

Every Step Take Is Insanity.

I Will Fight You To The Bitter End.