In the darkened land of dreaming black

Our eyes of terror will slay you down

We strike as beast and deplore your souls

As you crawl on the floor of war



Chaos - On a violent soil

Tomorrow never know your final hell



We feed our lust with greed and hate

The sirens of war will peal again

Blood turns to black in the sorrow cold

We rape your flesh and march with pride



A killing spree on the fields of sorrow

We prepare the attack and kill your thrills

Behindthe screens of carnal hate

We come for you and sweep your legs



Bloodshed - On a hellish soil

Tomorrow never know your final existence



We feed our lust with greed and hate

The sirens of war will peal again

Blood turns to black in the sorrow cold

We rape your flesh and march with pride



Our burning peace is far beyond the black

On a violent soil you fear the men with demon wings

You feel the gloom behind the tears of bitter death

On a violent soil we dominate the floor of war



We feed our lust with greed and hate

We rape your flesh and march with pride



[Lead: Kjellgren]



In the darkened land of dreaming black

Our eyes of terror will slay you down

We strike as beast and deplore your souls

As you crawl on the floor of war



Chaos - On a violent soil

Tomorrow never know your final hell



We feed our lust with greed and hate

The sirens of war will peal again

Blood turns to black in the sorrow cold

We rape your flesh and march with pride