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Nemesis, in fury I curse thee

Sworn by blood to end thy life

Enemies in faith and traitor of the heart

Thy dry bones shalt stand as flowers...

...rising in death nurished by blood

and bitter tears that drench the fields of battle

Napalm, napalm rain

Rain upon them that rise against

Burn the skin from living flesh

Tear bleeding tissue from bones

And thy bones shalt rise

Bating in its own blood and tears

That drench the fields of war

In bottomless disgrace

Burn fire, burn brighd, end their light...

Show them the infernal majesty of night

Zyklon, feed upon the air they breathe

Infect them, weaken them

Annihilate, exterminate

Make them scream in soundless agony

Prayers drowned in bloodfilled lungs

That no god'll never hear

...rising in death nurished by blood

and bitter tears that drench the fields of battle

And triumphantly we joy

joy as they crawl

In their own shit, piss, tears and blood

...shamefully

...disgracefully

And we joy as we walk the blooddrenched fields

Where thy bones rise in death supremacy