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Beneath the light of a slaughter-sun in grim inexorable might we come to cleanse the earth again wearing the iron crown of genocide. And when we come to claim you wearing the iron crown of genocide Deathshead legion Slaughter of innocence... washed away... Wahed away, into the ovens once again And now you see all that you have dear all that gave you joy in your life rendered obsolete As our new day dawns This time it`s you against the wall Aus Songtexte Mania