Из альбома: The Shackles of Mammon

Anyone who is captured will be run through with a sword
Their little children will be dashed to death in front of their eyes
Dashed to Death
Their homes will be sacked
And their wives raped by attacking hordes
For I will stir up the Medes against Babylon
Then I heard the Lord say to the other men:
«Follow him through the city and kill
Everyone whose head is not marked,
Show no mercy; have no pity!»
Go! Kill them all old and young
For this is the will of your God
Defile the temple!
Fill its courtyards with bodies of those you kill

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