[Lyrics by K. Nardi]
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At night the fires burn, cutting like a flaming knife
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Looking down you see rotting carrions of life
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Smell the putrid stench, sewage of society
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Vultures circling, picking flesh off you and me
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Giving genocide its birth
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By waging war on the earth
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The father-land, the master race
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Annihilating all the rest
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And serving the Twisted Cross
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The Twisted Cross...
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The Twisted Cross...
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Extinguishing the damned
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Letting them rot in the camps
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Conquer by death, sadistic rule
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Twisting the minds of those deceived
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Who worship the Twisted Cross
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The Twisted Cross...
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The Twisted Cross...
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The war machine has set its course
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Slaughterhouse in full force
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Thousands will fall to this savage lunatic
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Before this madman can be stopped
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Before we crush the Twisted Cross
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The Twisted Cross...
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The Twisted Cross...
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The Twisted Cross...
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The Twisted Cross...
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The Twisted Cross
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| Anacrusis |
