Mongol

Try as you like try to run try to hide You're trapped inside

Cut them down burn the halls

Kill them all kill them all and storm The walls

Burn the corpse and harvest the fat Strip the flesh load it up and fire at Will

Rendered fat falls from the sky

Run them down run them down We'll help them die

Hear the Screams while terror insues Panic and chaos will envelope you Fatty fire spreads all around you're Trapped inside while we burn it Down

I have wrought this storm up on you Kneel before your god

Peasants pray for mercy silence you Are lambs led to the slaughter

Render the fat of the corpses and the Bodies of these peasant rats