From beyond the gates of raw coal
Outside the shattered cages of our enemies
Cold and old
From the beneath and above the shadows of these traitors
Like roosters at dawn 
We will rise... 
You savage predators
A new call you will hear
When your master hums
The sweet sounds of vengeance
Interlaced with your inherent lust for blood 
A thousand angry drums
Boiling your rage
Churning your precious evil
Until it burns lava hot within
An unholy cauldron from hell
As you writhe and stomp under
The Destroyers malefic spell
Chomping at the bit
Killers, killers, soot black killers 
My beloved killers without peer
Stir Crazy
Yearning for the frenzy
And I…

I will take you there


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