The Sons Of War by War
Carry with you my anger and hate
Be strong and avenge my death always
Bear with you my darkest thoughts
And punish every weak drop of gods blood
Carry with you the memories of our brotherhood
Be wise and let none cross you on your way
Bear in mind that are born of Satan's power
And finally let our dreams come true
We are the sons of Satan
We are the sons of war
Brothers united by evil
To extinguish the fucking world
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