Moving forward, driven by speed This instrument is made by hardened steel Its goal is to crush with a fiendish power Remorse is a term abolished for ages The tracks are revelling in soil and flesh When its mouth roars, it?s spreading lead Destruction, pain, sorrow and death Complete is the diabolical pact Stare into the eyes of chaos Initiation by fire, giving birth to terror Kill after kill, ornaments to adjust Silver skulls, grateful as they laugh Building up an intense speed Wastelands made of blood and flesh Opposing the black beast has no chance Fire-spitting image destroys the land Stare into the eyes of chaos Initiation by fire, giving birth to terror Kill after kill, ornaments to adjust Silver skulls, grateful as they laugh Grim is chaos in human flesh Sickened thoughts, brutalized act Black/white crosses, driven by hate "Onwards you warriors and rape peace!" Instruments of chaos, deliberated chosen Willing to act, relentless with steel Black are their shrouds, red are their thoughts The pure vision of chaos in the flesh.