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As the bells rings the battle here begins smoke and blasts mighty wizards lying in waste. Crushing for the masters. Whose names can't be spoken In these ruins of a dying world the warriors storms with a coven of Khorne Into the battle made by war god's. For these god's I swing my sword. Into the battle made by war god's I sacrifice my soul. In thses ruins of destruction I bring this world hate and destruction |
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