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Bolt Thrower Where Next To Conquer

Turn around and shield your eyes, Don't look back as the earth dies NO tomorrow for eternity' The apocalyptic prophecy' Our futile lives shall be no more

Remembering promises, Once made but now unspoken, Born of child-like minds, These shadows of the past are now forsaken. From the dawn of your first day

Spearhead marching onward Take my soul sacrificial offering Your initial strike taken by surprise Now left alone, condemned by my pride Drained of all

Throughout all time Within the past, present and future Man has sought to destroy All that stood in our way As man fights man In the epic struggle for

Intimidation you can't take much more, No compromise - tis time its war. Take none alive - their battle cry roars, Nowhwre to hide - this time its war

falls to its knees, With vast contempt your hatred breads, Nothing left for us to slaughter Annihilation achieved Where next to conquer? Civilisations