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Blood is hungry crowd jubilant spirit of evil
Shadow worn in a herd of gawkers
Theatre death opened a terrible racket worth
Somebody puts the last penny

Instant grill is removed, the gate opened
Douse the heat baked crowd
Two slave Contrary steel with steel cross
Again on the line to put his life

Ex:
Freedom of evil and eager to sacrifice instead of fight
She let it laughs at you
Tear blesnёt burn lie on the hand
She'll be the one who will forget all about yourself.

On the altar of the dust and blood of people do not, and the gods
And the people rejoice besnuyas
For punch punch dancing red fire
Wag the sword and one fall

The moment has come, and the coveted was brought
Winner before the eyes of the crowd
But not the one who defeated his sword unsheathed
To return to live in chains