When heaven is red and ground is wet
After rain of blood and tears on face.
The hope is lost and never met.
The land is invaded by bastard race.
They play the game by unknown rules,
With no regret and no excuse.
Perform fake peace like state of war,
We cannot live so anymore!
The bastards start this useless fight,
We should be ready to raise the knife.
The only way of better change
Is nothing else than right revenge.
Spill the blood, kill'em all!!
The time has come to change the score!
The bastard swine is cursed to fall.
No mercy more for our foe.
Come here bastard swine!
Today is your disaster.
My razors come through your soul.
You die like a rat in narrow hole.