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And when the rain stopped,
The sky burst of tears,
from all sides at the marches of the kingdom,
The fury of the damned to sweep the masterful hydra
We went on the offensive.
From the Urals to the Caucasus, the valiant advance,
Stunning mountains, past plains,
Sweeping morality, now empty.
Leaving only blood, pain and death.
Souls and blood of the just will not find rest.
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