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Written and decreed on a book of blood

The annual battle of the Twin Towers

Thirty thousand in Popolac

Thirty thousand in Podojevo

Waiting for the hands of death to

Strike the hour

Go forth: live for your brother

Bricks of flesh all of the Tower

Follow the traditions of the hag

The strongest of limb the cells of the foot

The strong of arm the muscle

Bald headed children each tooth

Roped all together the people are the meat

Go forth tied to your brother

Sacrifice all for the Tower

The cities in the hills

Living out madness

Construction of the giants

The ultimate tyrant

Regret the fall of the giant

Podojevo lives no more

The river runs in scarlet

Living proof of madness

A weakness in the muscle

Broke the flank which broke the back

Reality takes its toll

Popolac is all that stirs

Run in shadow Popolac

You are all that survives

Broken wings of sanity

The giant is uncontrolled

The eyes still see, the feet crush all

Leave nothing standing

But the cells in the mind

Cannot play their role

Madness in the hills, City on the loose

Marching onward in damnation