Şarkı Sözleri

Speak not of tongue
Your words will fall short
Victory is forged through heart
The weak will be slaughtered
No quarter
No mercy
Pierced to the hilt
Gutted and bled dry
Slain by inherent weakness
Buried by the foot of the code

A Faceless aggressor
Looming in darkness
Hunting in great numbers
Thirsting for the blood of the damned
Rip
Shred
Decimate
Pound
Crush
Suffocate
Smother
Strangle the victim
Leaving no one to tell the tale

Choke on those words
And never forget

We exact our revenge through ruthless aggression
Weather the storm
Ascend and prevail
Your reign is at its end
Crumbling
As we capture the crown