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Şarkı Sözleri Dark age, war Tyrants Veils of death Tyrants of the damned No meaning we saw Believers of war They had thirsts of gore A third Reich Built by bricks of hate Soon to fall Just like their fates Lunacy Distortions of their minds Sick believes To raise the arias race Thoughts of hate A Nazi mode of thoughts The scums are dead And we don't see their Reich No meaning we saw With this big war A power of hate That mankind creates