Armies from the gates of hell – creatures breathing ash 
Massive rocket impact – as the armies clash 
Confronting heavy armed assault – fully armored black 
Clashing at our boundaries – there is no turning back 

Burning skies – as fire begins to rain 
Drowning the world in endless pain – as death comes closing in 

Bullet impats cracking bones – seeking for your head 
Our defense pounded to the ground – leaving them all dead 
Wave by wave comes storming in – there is no end to see 
Ankle deep in pools of blood – dead bodies lying next to me 

Burning skies – as fire begins to rain 
Drowning the world in endless pain – as death comes closing in 

In the light of the dying sun – your world falls to peaces 
In grinding artillery fire – as pain and damage increases 

Bomb explosions – knocking gently on your door 
Hear roaring cannon fire – that's the drums of war 
That's our art of war 

You can run – but never hide 
Here death will always find you 
Kill efficiency – industrialized 
Genocide – mechanized 

Firewalls – cremating human flesh 
Wardemons – grinding them to death