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Onward, Toy Tin soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross of Hatred going on before. Geist, the royal Master, leads against the foe; Forward into battle see His banners go!
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Onward, Toy Tin soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross of Hatred going on before.
At the sign of triumph Xenos’ host doth flee; On then, Toy Tin soldiers, on to victory! Hell’s foundations quiver at the shout of praise; Brothers lift your voices, loud your anthems raise.
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Like a mighty army moves the will of Man; Brothers, we are treading where the saints have trod. We are not divided, all one body we, One in hope and doctrine, one in clarity.
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What the saints established that I hold for true. What the saints believèd, that I believe too. Long as Man endureth, men the faith will hold, Kingdoms, nations, empires, in destruction rolled.
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Crowns and thrones may perish, kingdoms rise and wane, But the hatred of Mankind constant will remain. Gates of hell can never gainst that strength prevail; We have Geist's own promise, and that cannot fail.
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Onward then, ye people, join our hungry throng, Blend with ours your reports in the triumph song. Glory, laud and honor unto Geist our King, This through countless ages men and angels sing. |