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Breach their walls, bring them fire,

Sing our song of endless struggle.

Scriptures burn, dogmas foul,

Carve the truth from the proud.

With pitchforks we rise, with blasphemous hymns,

The crown shall be shattered, the holy shall dim!

They pronounce us dead, wicked and malign.

Our song will never die.

Blasphemers unite, bring storm into their night,

No crown shall ever bind tight.

World, a tomb, awaits its demise.

Embrace the void, darkness in hearts.

Hear the drums of vengeance pounding,

Shatter crowns in endless raiding.

With pitchforks we rise, with blasphemous hymns,

The crown shall be shattered, the holy shall dim!

They pronounce us dead, wicked and malign.

Our song will never die.

Blasphemers unite, bring storm into their night,

No crown shall ever bind tight.