Upon land, native one,
Rove the beast from other side...
Ruin all, make us sick,
Crumple our proud hearts...
He will throw poison seed,
It will sprout among us.
The rape of Europa.
Lied, that they came in peace,
Now I can't find white skin.
Beast as horde stand the ground,
Sister-Russ, help me please...
Forasmuch Beast seemed tamed,
He had took me away (from here)...
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