In the smoke of the combat
The bombs fall by your side
No gods give you the guts
You see the fire in the sky
Let me free, let me run
I put the powder in my gun
I. Run, kill and fight
Armed with swords and hash
I remove the knife in your sore
I beleive in the death's call
You die for fire, burns in flames
I live to kill, create war and pain
Our disaster is not complete today
We make no diffents because
You fall in fate
The war punishes, and the war resists
We're going in hell tonight
The blood burts out
The wildness shouts
For another loud attack
Black flag is my mast
And you see in the mist
And no defence, no forces
In your desert to kill
The canons creep
In the smoke of combat
No Gods give you the guts. You're the blood lust victims
