Kitchens boil with hate. Bellys spit it. Little men shatter skulls.
The violence rushes From our asses - Bad disease. It seems All good streams of our hearts Rest in peace.
Old folk remembers - We were kind Years ago May be just after we had found Rest in war.
[Chorus: The war's beyond each door. Devil knows who force this horde To find the passing rest in war And seek the war in peace?]
ТEvery neighbour's foe. Law's released by foes. All our lifes are ruled by foes.\"
The war is always at our throats - Takes breath away. We hear the sounds of violence - It makes us sway. May it's burden of our race - Always to be misplaced.
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We want the best - You know the rest. All that we do Is just prey for ghouls.
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All that we need is just a rest in war. All that we need is just a rest in war.