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ROTTING CHRIST lyrics : "The First Field of The Battle"

the north strongest wind
throw arrows in the high wall
a captive will survive

free he will revive

from town to town

in the distant sea
he'll bring an army
of poor and miserable

an earthquake will happen
thousands will be killed
the big theatre

filled with a crowd
will be creaked


fire in the east
victory's feast
the hunting eagle

has landed in the east

the sky is burning

the slaves rebel
the king is dead
a new age revealed


the space is empty
the tyrants laid in earth

the slaves unlock the chains
the first field of the battle

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