Should I care about taking life away
If you can die tomorrow why don't you die today?
Right to final prayer before we start onslaught
Bleeding wounds and death in glory – that’s what we got

Full cycle [bad word] New game about to start
Twelve needles in the heart
Twelve wounds that bleeds
Uprising grayness
Around this killing fields
Twelve wounds would never heal

Colliding masses of formless ones
Gunfire blazing like rays of thousand suns
Inertial killing those who fall down on knees
We're so ugly we're never knowing peace

We're on the rise
While marching through these paths
Like devils in disguise
We never thinking twice
This [bad word] In battle for ideals
Twelve wounds would never heals
This war [bad word] undone
With crippled empty hands
We lying under snow
We've killed to prove a law
Of Living End

Again and again…

And everything turned black
Now we're [bad word] heroes
We shooting to the mirrors
Returning fire back