black red eys the dark pours out from the scars with his invitation to the bloodthirsty dance the psychoclown shievers in the delirious trance
eveything that belongs to you -dead all things that you have - bad
the machine behind you tries to cut off your head the flames of agnnazazar aim to shot you dead you haven't escaped and stayed to fight what do you recon? who will be the winner tonight?
you take up your sword and start to fight slaying the losers- you strenghtened your might! call on your brothers to help you survive hance you've got onto the track of terminators's dance
when the right time comes, on mighty my sing follow me to chase enemies: mine and thine pay evil for evil, giv no one a chance as the psychoclown didn't in his cyberian dance
the scriming laughter comes from the coffin's creak the terminator's black mouth relases the army of the sick you- the last man on earth! dripping with blood reeking of putrefaction watch out for the sing if you wanna be the solider of destruction!!!