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Russet armor plating
Spikes are made of steel
Swords and bolters craving
For a bloody meal

Armor’s getting crimson
Spikes dig into flesh
Weapons are surfeited
With a battle mash

Enemies are severed
From their skulls and pelts
Praise the lord of anger
Cover round your belts

Every act of killing
Strengthens our bond
We unleash this bloodbath
Going way beyond

Battle songs will thunder
In the name of Khorne
Foes will be devoured
Grinded, cleaved and torn

Who the hell are we?
The Khornate berserkers!
What the hell are we?
We are your demise!

What will happen next?
Death will take you all!
What is going on?
Fucking Hell is opening.

Blood for the Blood God.
Skulls for the Skull Throne.
Blood for the Blood God.
Kill! Maim! Burn!

Blood for the Blood God!!!!
Blood for the Blood God!!!!
Blood!blood!blood!blood!

Fudjin_Hao©-2012 ( перевод с русского оригинала-А.Липсиц)


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