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Texty: Primal Fear. Black Sun. Armageddon.

Waited in a state of sleep until the time was right
Raised to fight the holy war, won't make it through this night
Innocence is no excuse, a million gotta die

Born to kill, Allah's will

If this is Armageddon then who the hell are you?
the soldiers of the holy war are bringin' hell to you

Said a prayer in the night, a quick one's gotta do
Nothing's true as fire and they're bringin' it to you
The moment of revenge has come now, never shall it end

Blind of hate, no debate

If this is Armageddon then who the hell are you?
The soldiers of the holy war are bringin' hell to you
f this is Armageddon then who the hell are you?
The soldiers of the holy war are bringin' hell to you