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From fire and earth the power was born

In red tongues of fire

Blacksmiths of destiny forged steel

Hot redness became a cold death



And the day came when stell lusted for blood

And death and terror were our deeds

Our destiny was bound foreve

In this smooth cold blade of steel



Earth drawn in seas of blood

Fire and smoke on the sky

Cry of women and old men

Remains of blood on my hands

Wounds and sears on my body

And memories of past battles in my head



Gods gave us a great gift

Cruelty became easy thing to do

We went to distant lands with victory flags

Graves are proof of our deeds



We proved our bravery

Lords of heavens and hell are satisfied

Crime became virtue

Death is the only salvation for our enemies



From war to war, from battle to Battle

We walk the way of destiny

He learn how to fight and be perfect killers

Bewitched by hatred bound in steel