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All pray – our hands to the sky

Your fortress denied

All slain – your turn to die – without knowing why

They still worship his grave

Though his soul can’t be saved

Now the bloodshed begins

No hope – taken by force – they show no remorse

Cut throats – avenge his remains – it’s your turn to pay

They still worship his grave

Though his soul can’t be saved

Now the bloodshed begins

What have we done? We’ve lived his way – without disobey

What was a fortress now has ceased – complete disarray

All pay – existing no more – they’ve evened the score

Banished as our nation lay dead

In this fortress of red!

They still worship his grave

Though his soul can’t be saved

Now the bloodshed begins