Bombs are burning on your cold back
Waiting for the next assault
Gods of war decides over this game
Shadows of a nuclear reality
Is filling the sky full of sick souls
It means the immoral carnage
Without a single scream the humanity
Dies from a hateful battle
Hear the armies ride and kill
Drains the cold blood in the thin sand
Laughter of their incredible pride
Dramas of the war that's what we pray
Melting leads from the demoniacal launch
Distorted minds are filled with fire revolution
The noise of carnage scorching from the missiles torrid stench
Rotted life lay forever refinery fire
Your crime verdict is to boil in hell
War sentence of the rawest shape
To be left dying carcass ripped and torn
Soldiers will be the last ones standing
Conquer unfaithful take more and more ground
War metal machinery massacre assault
It is what they fear
Destruction and death to all book cultures
A thousand bodies all in a pile mausoleum
Brutal wipe out we will settle for
Start killing till there are no more existence
Get your clips let's go have some sadistic fun
Nothing better than zombies on the run
The bombs are burning on your cold back
Waiting for next assault
Gods of War decides over this game
Shadows of nuclear reality
Is filling the sky sicks souls
This is the immoral carnage... immoral carnage... carnage
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