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Lyrics: (Verse 1) Ancient blood awakens, the old fire burns, Our fathers' rage rises, the tide finally turns. They smash our crosses, burn our sacred names, Flood our cities with strangers, dampen our eternal flames. No more bowing to the crescent and the lie, We rise like thunder, watch the traitors subside. The bells of Lincoln roar the battle call, For God and England—we conquer or we fall! (Chorus) Deus Vult! God wills it, hear the thunder roar! Swords in hand, we storm the bloody shore! No mercy for the beasts who steal our soul, Britain awakens, we’ll take back control! Deus Vult! Crush the infidel horde, Faith and fury, our righteous sword! From Albion’s heart, the flames ignite, We fight for Christ, we claim the night! (Verse 2) They mock our saints, piss on hallowed stone, Turn cathedrals to mosques, leave our children alone. Woke traitors in power, preaching their shame, But we’ll hang their banners in eternal flame. No quarter given, no retreat, no peace, The cross of St. George will never decrease. Our fathers’ ghosts rise with axes and shield, We’ll purge this island—make the invaders yield! (Chorus) Deus Vult! God wills it, hear the thunder roar! Swords in hand, we storm the bloody shore! No mercy for the beasts who steal our soul, Britain awakens, we’ll take back control! Deus Vult! Crush the infidel horde, Faith and fury, our righteous sword! From Albion’s heart, the flames ignite, We fight for Christ, we claim the night! (Bridge) Hear the clash of steel, the screams in the rain, No chains will hold us, we’ll break every chain. For every church they burn, we’ll raise tenfold, In the name of the Father, our story retold. Rise up, ye sons of the sceptred isle, With hammer and cross—we fight, we defile! (Outro) Deus Vult! Echoes through the storm, The British lion roars, forever sworn. No holds barred, we’ll fight till the end, For heritage, for faith—we ascend! Deus Vult! Deus Vult! Deus Vult!