Blood runs from the spikes of war
Retaliate
Bring your sons to the slaughter
Into a nameless shallow grave

To the victor belongs the spoils
Enter Hell - Land of slime
I live to triumph in your ruins
Remorseless - Strike you down
Fast forward corpse-shredders
Here beats a hideous heart
Pin-pointed core of evil
Scorn - Defense will vapourize

Death is the hunter
Perfect killing machine
Necrotic interceptor
Cruel cause
Condition Red - Condition Dead

Weapons of war is our religion
Born without a soul inside
I've sworn the oaths
The codes of conduct
Aggressive - Deceptive we fight
No second coming, No more warnings
Here comes the cardinal day
We deal in punishment, Where punishment is due
You can't keep this onslaught at bay

Death is the hunter
Perfect killing machine
Necrotic interceptor
Cruel cause
Condition Red - Condition Dead

Enmass - Lay low the ramparts
We rise - Like a sudden storm
So fast - Removed from existence
In a flash - As food for the worms