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Lyrics:
With overwhelming power and overwhelming lies We've seen so many times before The final moral crusade of the chosen ones Against the infidels' uproar
Whatever the name, whatever the shape Your era has come to an end All that you've feared, a thousand times more It's too late to make amends
Nothing will be the same anymore Nothing will be the same
You never expected this to happen This you could not foresee To be struck straight in your heart By this feeble enemy
Nothing will be the same anymore Nothing will be the same
We're the heretics Babylon's whores And we become the undefeated The boy that slays his lord
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