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On the top of a misty hill We are standing on our warhorses With our black swords Proud as the raven and strong and evil The battle is storming below Our troops are trampling the vermin As the smell of blood reaches us We are the Black Knights Born to reign Blood on my swordblade Trumpets are sounding gloriously The rolling of drums is announcing dominion Blood on my swordblade We are led by pure hatred By a desire for holocaust I strike and I strike With my bloodstained sword We have no mercy The extermination will be complete Aus Songtexte Mania