[Osiris Di Castro/Leonel Valdez/Mario Linhares]
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Hear the drums, trumpets and fifes
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The sound emanated advice us it's time
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Our swords and our shields are urging for blood
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And our enemies will scream in their gore
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We are guided by thy hands, victory lies ahead
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Blood will pay our deeds
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Tonight we'll celebrate
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We don't know what's wrong, what's right
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We keep on obeying the calling of fight
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These bodies on fields are carpets for us
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And they encourages us to keep up the strike
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We'll never stop 'till the last man is dead
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And their widow's wail sounds as a lullaby tone
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Because all this havoc just make us delight
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And the screams of wimps just make us strong
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We are guided by thy hands, victory lies ahead
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Blood will pay our deeds
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Tonight we'll celebrate
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In the dark we march breathless
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The future will teach you we are fearless
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Your blame is to die a horrible death
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And we'll take charge to put it in path
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We'll never stop 'till the last man is dead
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And their widow's wail sounds as a lullaby tone
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Because all this havoc just make us delight
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And the screams of wimps just make us strong
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Call Of Fight
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Dark Avenger |