Battle honour and victory shall be ours
To commemorate our dead
To banis their `evil` from this world
And recreate the pagan paradise that was
tramppled under-foot
The witches shall again become the wise,
in this our new land of the young
We, who contorl the storms. Our victory is
their demise
The `harmony` has broken and as
christendom falls
They will see the horror of that which they did
do unto us
We shall prevail
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