I Wear my colours in the battlefield
I Wear my colours and I am ready to kill
Resistance - We won't step back
March foward into an hell made of flesh and steel
Encircled by enemies, through their corpses I'll force my way out
Resistance - We won't step back
Bloodlust drags me deep into the pits of hell
Amidst the tortured souls fighting unto death
Covered with torn flesh and blood, I continue to advance
Frontline in the attack, face to face with the enemy
Hell no longer await as I run straight into its flames
Onwars to - the battlefield; death - or victory
Death before Dishonor, the true path of the warrior
The prize of the battle: the head of the enemy
Pierced high on top of our pikes
1 | Holy War |
2 | Fight To Survive |
3 | Ordinary Life In An Occupied Land |
4 | Living In An Age Of Mass Extinction |
5 | Lament For A Fallen Soldier |
6 | Reinforced |
7 | Afraid Of This World |