Hecatomb - Blood

Death rides with me tonight

Inflamed with endless hate

A victim in my sight

I will be your fate

How many bombs to kill?

How many tons of dynamite?

How many corpses to build a heap?

How many hecatomb to fill massgraves?

Death rides…

Bombs and bombs and deaths and deaths

But no one wants to stop this stress

Two tribes dream to win

But only loosers in this fucking sin

Hecatomb — no one’s staying alive

Hell’s on earth an will rest for a while

The epidemic is satan’s right hand

To suffer the remaining ones to death

Mass destruction for their greed

Million victims have to bleed

Death rides…