Living [bad word] way
We feed on human pain
And we never ever doubt
It’s good or not
We just start the onslaught
We burn up the world
And shout our prayer loud
To the military gods

Under merciless bullets
Under bloody rains
We slowly move camouflaged
Stepping on smashed remains
We are the essence of the death
Within the armored shell
We never knew the feeling of blame
Sending enemies to [bad word] 
Such a precious carnage
Such an innocent lust
And we speak with fire
And we bark with guns
Let the nuclear explosions
Tear up the dark skies
Let the infantry rip
Let the flame throwers fry