Sinister Will - Necrot

Masters of war, enslavers of minds

Control from the shadows, disseminate pain

They’re selling you dreams

While building your grave, corrupted by power

They’re men with no name

A sinister will ingrained in our soul

A sinister will origin of war

Silent are corpses and still are the graves

Holding my breath

I was bringer of Death

Bleeding for living their hate through my hands

Delivers destruction

This evil won’t end

A sinister will ingrained in our soul

A sinister will origin of war

Believing the false you answered the call

Protecting their lies, they’ve sent you to die

Blood drips, future erased

No one wins in a losing game

Sinister will

No exit wound, nothing remains

On either side only graves

Blood drips, future erased

No one wins in a losing game