Furious War

Furious War

The gates of hell are open
warriors follow the shadows
flames burn the corpses
dying by their own faith

Dumb victims of the leader
marching to the blast furnace
their lungs are full of gas
no chance to survive

Thousands men lost their lives
thousands souls lost bodies
in this useless war
which have no end

And so came the breach
when fight red against red
star against cross
when the scytche reach the stone

The mass of steel giants
tear trees from the ground
spit the fire, crush the guts
wade in enemie´s blood

And the Earth cry.......

Conflagrated trenches
soldiers dig their graves
commanders raise a spirit
floating over battlefield

I'm warning ! This is furious War!