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MORDKAUL: Dress Code: Blood We come by dawn The last of days When we are gone All is erased Darkening your coasts of gold Sails of black, souls of coal By fear embraced, the end unfolds Pray for oblivion to take hold No one can save you Hero nor god We’re here to enslave you We come in dress code: blood Bathe in blood, thick as oil We take your life as our spoil Our sins cannot be assoiled Damnation, the endless coil No one can save you Hero nor god We’re here to enslave you We come in dress code: blood Our flag ill-famed On your headstone We write our name In the ashes of your bones Hear the wind through the charnel house By its rhythms we are aroused See us now, in blood doused Sell your soul, be our Faust All that is, must be bled Till the land is barren and dead Our destiny is to be fed By every kingdom that lies ahead No one can save
