War And Pain

In the smoke of combat
 No gods give you the guts
 You see the fire in the sky
 The bombs fall by your side
 I put powder in my gun
 Let me free, let me run
 Armed with swords and hash
 I run, kill and fight
 I remove the knife in your sore
 I believe in the death's call
 I live to kill, create war and pain
 You die for fire, burns in flames
 Our disaster is not complete today
 We make no differents because
 You fall in fate
 The war punishes, and pain resists
 The wildness shouts
 The blood burst out
 We're going in hell tonight
 For another loud attack
 And you see in the mist
 Black flag is on my mast
 The cannons creep
 In your desert to kill
 And no defense, no forces
 You're the bloodlust victims
 In the smoke of combat
 No gods gives you the guts.