At these battlefields no one can cry If you listen very well, you can hear them sigh
The bittersweet taste of death tickles in their tongues They hunger after blood, filthy air flumes through their lounges
They all know their mission so well: To finally rise proudly above the ones who fell Our written word has told: If you are careful and wise, you will never die young But look at their mind: hateful, hostile and cold
Here are no careful god or savior The only ruler at these fields is the Creator of the pure, strong malice You now see before your eyes
The ground is mingled with blood and spit and tears! This is the ultimate dimension where no one can show their fears!
So stay strong, wave the hammer And you will soon have your victory!
These fields are now ruled by our fearless army Feel such desire when we sense our victory
Now the enemy cries and begs for mercy Their dreams will never come true
Their blood will just drain away to the forgotten fearful Hell This will indeed be their last day on Earth
And when you see us in our eyes You are looking into the twilight beyond
The fatal enemy can now feel the hate and Purification we have given to them Here none ever show mercy, this is your Final fucking breath of airTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.