: A call from the grave, fortress of hell Forsaken land where evils dwell Killing with violence, reach for your gun You cannot stop them it's time to
a field littered with bones Nations of falling lying below Now you march forwards- to die Ten million bodies piled high Mechanized engines of war spitting
There's no hope for you, it's too late To the depths below, you descend Trapped beneath the waves, it's the end There's no way out Nowhere to go A watery
: Instruments of torture, of death and of pain They're coming to take you away Locked in a chamber, bound up in chains Hid from the light of the day
: Awaken from beyond the grave The walking dead arise Silently they head your way With dead and empty eyes Bar your windows, lock your doors Before the
: Summon the dead prepare the ritual Kill on command Offer to the master's throne Mortals falling down At the crack of doom Mortals, for evil to consume
the force of the blast Vaporized by explosions Eternal flight until the last Can't take much more of this horrific sight War to end all wars KILL WITH
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: City in panic, missiles launched The world has not a chance The war is over just as it began Nations turned to ash Nothing is left, save a few Now
: The orders given The time has come to kill Dispatched in silence Commanded by psychotic will TIME TO DIE
: Forced to kill without a cause Into death's cold gaping jaws The code is red, missiles fly Shot out of the sky Savage tribes locked in the past Die
