Bodies on the ground
The bloodiest funeral
Their souls were taken
A great mist covers
Their corpses
After all
Angels and demons catch
Great battle for them
The fate of all
In the hands of the devil
Black battle
Kill filthy God
Now who will help you?
Their bodies
Are owned
Now belong to satan
Ready to destroy
The creation of God
Ready to fight
No one will stand
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