Warfare

Have you seen the man with blood in his hair
Commander of the forces, in war all is fair
Waiting in the wings and a lie on his tongue
Going to destroy and going to be strong

Many lost battalions of fighters, rude and rough
Go to win medallions, and never get enough
Riding with the devil direct into dread
Talking with your bullets – a voice you never had

It’s warfare
It’s terror

Chronicles of hatred, warfare has to sell
Terrifying Poker Haute, the sound of bells
Bad decay surrounds you like a foggy zone
Demons pave the highway to your bloody throne

Warfare – the frightening abyss of death
Terror – the nuclear horror awakes
Warfare – the frightening abyss of death
Terror – the nuclear horror awakes

Chronicles of hatred, warfare has to sell
Terrifying Poker Haute, the sound of bells
Bad decay surrounds you like a foggy zone
Demons pave the highway to your bloody throne

Warfare

Warfare – the frightening abyss of death
Terror – the nuclear horror awakes
Warfare – the frightening abyss of death
Terror – the nuclear horror awakes

Warfare – the frightening abyss of death
Terror – the nuclear horror awakes