Anger is growing,life line crosses borders,
Ruthlessness become a virtue,
truth stuck who knows where,
Once it chooses whether to kill,
to destroy the tribe,And destroy your seed,
we can't kill with gold,
The blood is that it remains on the sands,
Painfull memories of dead victims,
When they cried,everyone cried,
When we were bleeding,
They were singing,
But the candle won't burn untill dawn,
Their cries give me strenght,
anger is my power,
my anger is a gift from the god,
Born to rule the Chaos
rise up your fists ,
for our fallen brothers,
judgment night is coming,
The weak are meat,
the strong do eat...
How could I forget
that scars you left on my body,
who are you to judge me now,
all my life I lived with pain,
You speak me abouth hell,
but I already have been there...
you can't understand that pain
my bloody eyes are scared you,
It's enough to scream your fuckin' name,
you lay down your weapons on the ground...
Put the body on the bench
The weak ones die first...
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