Still we fight, we march
To war never knowing when well fall
Fueled by a call to cleanse a call
From our god to spill your blood
We are tireless we are loveless
We show no mercy and we know not peace
And our war will end end
With your head on a stake
This fire in our eyes will guide you to eternity
We spare not the weak
And we spare not the cowardly
And this fire will guide you our peace
Is in death your fate lies on our blades
Evil man, dead man
Rest in ashes know your own hell