Crawl inside your holes you little cowards You slaughter the innocent in the name of your god
Your time will come Your time is near The trenches you hide in will soon become your tomb The truth is we will never reach common ground We will never reach an understanding
Your live (sic) holds no value to me We will meet you at the battle grounds Pride in our hearts and hate for what you've done
Your time is now Your time is here The trenches you hide in will soon become your tomb And every waking day I will seek my vengeance The day we meet there will be no sympathy Kill all those who oppose