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Their souls omit from their necks Hung up our blade carves new beliefs We ridicule your ancestry And thoughts of holy union We condemn and clave The earth trembles As our machinery slithers forth It slithers forth Pass your religions Pass your lies Minerval worshipper of he who dies Pass your religions Pass your lies Eater of all Bringer of hate Bringer of hate