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Vårt hat skal vinne.
Vår ondskap skal gro.
A feste seg i unge sjeler.
Den siste krig skal vi vinne,
Og de godes blod skal falle som regn.
Deres korte sjeler skal samles.
Vi skal rå de over kaos og evig natt.
Vi skal glemme de kvinnelig vikante mødre,
Og utslette alt.
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Et rike skal reiset seg,
I asken av brennte hjem,
Det er kun en herre hersker,
Vi heller deg Satan de sterkes konge.
Din tid er kommet.
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Our hate shall win
Our evil shall grow
To fix itself in young souls
The final war shall we win
And the blood of the good shall fall as rain
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Their short souls shall be gathered together
We shall reign over chaos and everlasting night.
We shall forget the womanly weak small mother
And end all
A kingdom shall raise itself
In the ash of burned homeland
There is only one master ruler
We pay tribute to you Satan the king of the strong
Your time has come
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