Complete extermination is at hand.
To go down easy, we proudly refuse.
We will complete our mission.
Lock and loaded, ready to kill.
Fighting for it with courage and might.
Blessed by the sacred seal.
Ready to die, prepared for glory.
Looking back, not feeling sorry.
To escape this wicked creation.
Please God, before the end begins.
Please Lord, hear our cries.
Here we are, at the final stand,
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