Bare feet on the glass Walking the Streets And these brutes celebrate victory They're just like we are made of meat It's time we start a new history Beat quickly, quietly and silently Without them we will have a great immortality
On the way we go on a bloody battle Get ready! will make its way to the castle You will never experience such emotions We're getting close! We're almost at your destination!
Road Blind Dead
Whose stomach will taste better? Where less than all the crap But we will discuss later Take a gun, I personally take your scrap
Inside only revenge! For clean brains!
One and fight for us the illusion Two fog obscures our vision Three, we do not need motivation Four, arrange global destruction