Warfield assassins they do their best
Marching to fire with a flag on the chest
Kissing the cross won't save from the kill
All corpses rot, when falling into the slayground

Buzzing of bullets I hear in the air
Smelling gunpowder for more to despair
Lethal invasion starts once again
For all there's no hope, we're gonna die anyway

Political Epidemia
Jealousy and Rage
Military Overload
Synchronized by Death

Apocalyptic disaster where once fortold
In heat of the battle there is no remorse
Engaging in combat to serve Satans will
"Horror at last, I've waiting" devil says

Hope is a lie, there is no come back From the dead