The point to reaction As leaders look to you Attacking Choose and renounce throwing chains to the floor. Kill or be killing faster sins correct the flow. Wars that shout in screams of anguish, Power spent passion bespoils our soul receiver, Surely we know. A word we utter, A word.
Words cause our banner, victorious our day.
The curse increased we fight the power And live by it by day. Our gods awake in thunderous roars, And guide the leaders' hand in paths of glory to the cause. Kill them, give them as they give us. Slay them, burn their childrens' laughter On to hell. The fist will run, grasp metal to gun.