Banners of Blood
Upon the mountain the dismal tyrant stands
Lies in his eyes, stone tablets in hands
Ignorant slaves in numbers flock his call
They worship in vain their prophet shall fall
Across many lands the slaves they dwell
Ensnared by the tyrant's false-hearted spell
Doing his bidding without question or thought
So the prophet's reign of slander is wrought
Raise the banners of blood
Fly the flags of hate
Behind the banners we ride
The tyrant-prophet we shall fight
Across deserts and mountains and over the seas
Everywhere nothing but ancient lies sound
Cultures are crushed by the laws of the lie
Once noble tribes now shackled and bound
For centuries the rule of the prophet endures
Bleak oppression the dread fate of the world
All are powerless against the tyrant's rule
Until the holy banners of blood are unfurled
Raise the banners of blood
Fly the flags of hate
Behind the banners we ride
The false fall beneath our might
After ages of woe chosen warriors rise
Fathered by those who still rule the skies
Their divine blood and celestial steel
Shall squash the lies the slaves shall kneel
The banners fly with defiance and pride
All lies and deceit are crushed by their might
Scriptures burn in the holy fires of rage
Blood and steel forge a new golden age
Raise the banners of blood
Fly the flags of hate
Behind the banners we ride
With burning steel reclaim our pride
Lies in his eyes, stone tablets in hands
Ignorant slaves in numbers flock his call
They worship in vain their prophet shall fall
Across many lands the slaves they dwell
Ensnared by the tyrant's false-hearted spell
Doing his bidding without question or thought
So the prophet's reign of slander is wrought
Raise the banners of blood
Fly the flags of hate
Behind the banners we ride
The tyrant-prophet we shall fight
Across deserts and mountains and over the seas
Everywhere nothing but ancient lies sound
Cultures are crushed by the laws of the lie
Once noble tribes now shackled and bound
For centuries the rule of the prophet endures
Bleak oppression the dread fate of the world
All are powerless against the tyrant's rule
Until the holy banners of blood are unfurled
Raise the banners of blood
Fly the flags of hate
Behind the banners we ride
The false fall beneath our might
After ages of woe chosen warriors rise
Fathered by those who still rule the skies
Their divine blood and celestial steel
Shall squash the lies the slaves shall kneel
The banners fly with defiance and pride
All lies and deceit are crushed by their might
Scriptures burn in the holy fires of rage
Blood and steel forge a new golden age
Raise the banners of blood
Fly the flags of hate
Behind the banners we ride
With burning steel reclaim our pride
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