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Hordes of rage and bigotry

March upon the land

A tempest of insanity

Raised by sacred hand

Heaven sent they bath in blood

To worship their believe

Misled and seduced

They don't see they get abused

Fool crusaders

Knowing no remorse

We'll bring you to a halt

With unrelenting force

With all our might

Roaring thunder

Is pounding at the worlds

Torn asunder

As the holy fire burns

Blind believers

Are marching in the streets

Worlds will collide

For freedom or defeat

Bold and grim we'll hold the line

Determined to oppose

For mankind and the galaxy

They'll never break our rows

Holy war is on the edge

The creature is released

Men on his feast

Mind the venom of the beast

False messiah

You shall never win

We came here to retaliate

Upon you for the sins

The sins and the blood

Roaring thunder

Is pounding at the worlds

Torn asunder

As the holy fire burns

Blind believers

Are marching in the streets

Worlds will collide

For freedom or defeat

Solo Piet

Roaring thunder

Is pounding at the worlds

Torn asunder

As the holy fire burns

Blind believers

Are marching in the streets

Worlds will collide

For freedom or defeat

Titans will collide

For freedom or defeat