Should I care about taking life away If you can die tomorrow why don't you die today? Right to final prayer before we start onslaught Bleeding wounds and death in glory – that’s what we got
Full cycle now completes New game about to start Twelve needles in the heart Twelve wounds that bleeds Uprising grayness Around this killing fields Twelve wounds would never heal
Colliding masses of formless ones Gunfire blazing like rays of thousand suns Inertial killing those who fall down on knees We're so ugly we're never knowing peace
We're on the rise While marching through these paths Like devils in disguise We never thinking twice This endless run In battle for ideals Twelve wounds would never heals This war become undone With crippled empty hands We lying under snow We've killed to prove a law Of Living End
Again and again…
And everything turned black Now we're true heroes We shooting to the mirrors Returning fire back