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Heart of Man
The smell of bodies burning
Arrows in the fray
Icy water cold and churning
Dying sun at the end of a day
Behold now the power I hold
Deep in soul
Warrior of the cold
Time takes no toll
Born of death
Crimson lust
Fight till last breath
Fight if you must
With hate as my hand
And fate as my blade
One last step in the sand
God gives you no aid
Fear my friend is a weapon to wield
Built into man's heart
Shatter their shield
War is my art
I'm the man your mother warned me about
The blade in the night
Slip in and out
Live life for the fight
Charge! My brothers
Clashing at the iron gates
Kill them all one after the other
Dark eternity awaits
History my friend is written in blood
In the blackened books of Mankind
All innocence lies dead in the mud
No peace you will find
In the heart of man
God has no plan
Arrows in the fray
Icy water cold and churning
Dying sun at the end of a day
Behold now the power I hold
Deep in soul
Warrior of the cold
Time takes no toll
Born of death
Crimson lust
Fight till last breath
Fight if you must
With hate as my hand
And fate as my blade
One last step in the sand
God gives you no aid
Fear my friend is a weapon to wield
Built into man's heart
Shatter their shield
War is my art
I'm the man your mother warned me about
The blade in the night
Slip in and out
Live life for the fight
Charge! My brothers
Clashing at the iron gates
Kill them all one after the other
Dark eternity awaits
History my friend is written in blood
In the blackened books of Mankind
All innocence lies dead in the mud
No peace you will find
In the heart of man
God has no plan
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