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No piety, nothing to say

No forgiveness, no pray

No justify, no escape

No reason, no words

It's written in our hearts

Kicks, punches, cuffs

What do you prefer?

This is only the beginning

We'll cynical this night

Think to our lies

Think to our promises

You must pay

For everything

This is the night

Of the Bastards

This is

The night

...your last night

Ten stabs! That's what

I have Do with you

Revenge for our right