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Sounds like a storm, awakening the devil
Every time it shots, the enemies pray for death
We got the war, we are souls of disgrace

We are devastation, black militia from Hell

I just wanna kill
I just wanna kill
With my infernal gun machine

I just wanna kill
I just wanna kill
With my infernal gun machine

And the combat awakes by the bullets attack
Here comes the black, day the machine gun strikes
Destroys one by one, make them shit in one second
Death comes to take you, I exist for my weapon

Heavy riffle attack, demolition, devastation
By the order of command condmned souls to the ashes
Burn the fire in a bloody prophesy
Over kill taking down enemies

I just wanna kill
I just wanna kill
With my infernal gun machine

I just wanna kill
I just wanna kill
With my infernal gun machine

Fire, Fire.
Fire, Fire, burn the Fire.

War around the world
Marching death disease
Crucifixion enemy army killing biece by piece

Crawling massive combat
Fire is on our mind
Soldiers from inferno military war command

Killing devastation, mercenaries from the Death
Soffocating downfall is destroyed everywhere
Military riot
Battlefield blows
Your batallion has been fucked up.
Your batallion has been fucked up.
Your batallion has been fucked up.
I just wanna kill
I just wanna kill
With my infernal gun machine

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