War March - Deivos

From behind the horizon comes the blackest fucking storm

Earth´s funeral pyre, we march off to war

Firebreathing cannons give the sign to commence the attack

Like a crushing tidal wave we decimate, depopulate this land

Immersing all in death, persistent in annihilation

The ride to glorious devastation

Triumphant — seventy million impaled and burned

Ritual cleansing — world´s violent rebirth we execute

In scarlet showers of blood

Ever onward, daggers forward

Heading for the battlefield, a blissful place of triumph

Make the enemy tremble with fear

Burn the ground on which they stand

Death our queen, massacre obscene

Engines of destruction weed out all the weak

Pulverize the paralyzed, hear the war drums sounding

Death knell for the old, death knell for the stale

Death knell for the hollow, all that fucking waste we exterminate

Immersing all in death, persistent in annihilation

The ride to glorious devastation

Inflicting the pain, gestated in a womb of steel, bloodlusting

To violate the flesh, to take pleasure in watching it perish

In war cult´s triumphant return