The first Brigade of their infantry
Killing the children... indiscriminately
Our women die and their bodies there lie
Our tears are arrows... we let fly!
Mother... Embrace us as we return to dust
Father... our souls to you we now entrust
The Slaughter just won't stop
Cycle of violence amok
Monsters and killers
Make no mistake...
The pale horsemen
Must Die!
To the creator
I say my prayers
For punishment
Divine
Nation Built on top of bloodshed
Blue print of aggression, genetically past down
A global imperialistic nation
With tank and guns, Dominion unbound
Bury the past in a shallow grave
The stench of truth now finding it's way
They claim by god that is justified
Obey their laws or just die!
Anger... will wipe away the bitter tears
Hunger... for death is kind than live fear
Likely it will never end
The wheels is in motion again