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Exalted Infernal LegionsRaise the Flag of WarTrample the banner of truce Gather, soldiers of fire For we have been called The ground shakes, Our enemies tremble Stink of fear fills the air SILENCE THE SHEEP, BLEED THEM DRY Fire and War consuming this earth Immortal warriors bring death from beyond After you die your corpses are burned EXALTED INFERNAL LEGIONS Hordes of death shall ride down upon you Your fate is grim, the end shall unfurl Legions of the darkness with blackened wings Your pathetic scream are in vain Withered and decayed Are the creatures of earth Horror on faces of those torn apart Blood is spilled, ferocity unleashed Fresh crimson to paint us for further battle Invincible and ancient They ride down from the sky This world has fallen to those Who dominate through fear |