(Jeff Hanneman/Tom Araya)
Propaganda death ensamble, burial to be
Corpse rotting through the night, In blood laced misery
Scorched earth the policy, The reason for the siege
The pendulum it shaves the blade, Strafing air blood raid

Infiltration push reserves, encircle the frontline
Supreme art of strategy playing on the minds
Bombard till submission take all to their graves
Indication of Triumph-The numbers that are dead
 [bad word] -1st time

Sport the war
War support
The sport is war, Total war
When victory's really massacre
The final swing is not a drill
It's how many people I can kill
 [bad word]  2nd time

Sport the war
War support
The sport is war, Total war
When victory's really survival
The final swing is not a drill
It's how many people I can kill

Be dead fiend from above
When darkness falls
Descend onto my sights
Your fallen walls
Spearhead break through the lines
Flanked all around
Soldier of attrition forward their ground

Regime prophetic age, old in its time
Flowing [bad word] on through, deep in the rhine
Center of the web, all battles scored
What is our war crimes?
Era for evermore

WAR!!

Propoganda war ensamble, Burial to be
Bones shining by the night in blood laced misery
Campaign of elimination, Twisted Psychology
When victory is to survive and death is defeat
 [bad word] 3rd time

Sport the war
War Support
The sport is war, Total war
When in the end is a slaughter
The final swing is not a drill
It's how many people I can kill