Only bodies tell the story of decay
Old blood still leads the way
The smell of death always attracts more violence
More lies, more cries, more pestilence

A suffered land, devastated by lies
Is home to usurpers and killers
They laugh in your face
While you dig your own grave
Mercy will be your quick death

Fight for your life
Buried to the neck
The tide rises
Drowning you in tragedies

They’ll take more than your life
Corrupt servants of greed
From the underworld they sail the seas
Usurpers, outsiders, bringing fear

A suffered land, devastated by lies
Is home to usurpers and killers
They laugh in your face
While you dig your own grave
Mercy will be your quick death

Fight for your life
Buried to the neck
The tide rises
Drowning you in tragedies

Fight for your life, fight for your life
Fight for your life
Fight for your life, fight for your life
Fight for your life, to set me free

Fight for your life
Buried to the neck
The tide rises
Drowning you in tragedies

Fight for your life, fight for your life
Fight for your life