A ship approaches the shoreline to watch all that we have spoiled and fade away, surrendering all decency dismayed as a predatory foe descends Ambition and greed paint the surface with a blood red thirst and lust for gold The price for blood Cutting the throats of the aborigines that won't comply Onward, they attack the cities As they laugh and dance around the dead See their cold dead eyes Murdering in the name of god The White killer controlled by lust for gold, With thirst of blood, cutting out the throats of those who refuse to commune with the cross Shine like godlike thunderbolts Slicing their throats and make slaves of all your children In the name of god Our native dialect pronounces condemnation to their holy cross The wildish nature offers protection to our people We will defeat the evil outlander with strength and courage And then, vanish their baseless anger, Their aggressive murderous quest a result of their foreign doctrine. No man can be an authority or can take priority over the wild power of the land No soul will be sold to their cross or their god, Our sanctity won't be possessed Violence against violence, instinct of aggression, Feeds the urge to kill Proclaiming a new aeon worshipping the Golden God Bringing to our people an actual evolution Never seen before by mankind, not by a single ancestorTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
