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Let my Soul be a Silent Sword
Conceived in the Fire of War
I Am the Ruthless Bane of the Wicked World
And I prayed on the killing sworn
When I Carve my Name across this place it is
True to Violent Pain and by Your Ways
And Every Breath like a Threat for Tomorrows embrace
And the Battle is my Way
I will go this path Alone
I will Take unto my Prey
This I Know
ALL OTHERS WILL FALL
Let my Will be a Violent Path
To Tear Apart whats left
All Will Falls down around my feet when I speak with a Word of Wrath
When I Carve my Name across this place it is
True to Violent Pain and by Your Ways
And Every Breath like a Threat for Tomorrows embrace
And the Battle is my Way
I will go this path Alone
I will Take unto my Prey
This I Know
All my life will sing the pain
My Suffering will show
In the Fight I find my Name
This I Know
THE WEIGHT OF MY CALL
ONE NAME ABOVE ALL
ALL OTHERS WILL FALL
And the Battle is my Way
I will go this path Alone
I will Take unto my Prey
This I Know
All my life will sing the pain
My Suffering will show
In the Fight I find my Name
This I Know
THE WEIGHT OF MY CALL
ONE NAME ABOVE ALL
ALL OTHERS WILL FALL
HATA BİLDİR
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