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Sep 05, 2005 03:13

Now you will recieve us. We do not ask for your poor or your hungry.
We do not want your tired and sick. It is your corrupt we claim.
It is your evil that will be sought by us. With every breath we shall hunt them down.
Each day we will spill their blood `till it rains down from the skies.

And shepards we shall be, for thee my lord for thee, power has descended forth from thy hand.
That our feet may swiftly carry out thy command. We shall flow a river forth to thee, and teeming with souls shall it ever be. In nominee Partris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti.
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