Because of me The dead are piled up way up high to the sky Because of me Destiny Death personified Crushing all those who oppose the path I've chosen for you River runs red With the blood of the enemy Your pride and dignity are washed away The pleas to spare your lives all fall on deaf ears And these roads we travel will be adorned with your impaled bodies
The high and mighty hand of doom Pounding out inferiority Their advancements futile Incontrovertible - everyone dies!
What will become of my men and I? Will we be crushed? Killed? Destroyed? Fertilizer for the trees? Meat for the vultures? Rotting away in the hot sun? The prophecy has been foretold And it was told of our total and absolute victory Victory over the vermin that plague these sacred lands Torture and death commonplace in their lives From now until forever Their souls will be...
Ripped from their bodies Screams of the dying sweet music to revel in Oh the pleasure in separating heads from necks Arms from torsos, legs from torsos Effluence of blood The fluid of life glistening in the summer sun The stench of death peels away fear of war Only to unveil excitement and enthusiasm
The high and mighty hand of doom Pounding out inferiority Their advancements futile Incontrovertible - everyone dies!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
