Testo War and Pain

In the smoke of combat

No gods give you the guts

You see the fire in the sky

The bombs fall by your side
I put powder in my gun

Let me free, let me run

Armed with swords and hash

I run, kill and fight

I remove the knife in your sore

I believe in the death's call

I live to kill, create war and pain

You die for fire, burns in flames
Our disaster is not complete today

We make no difference because

You fall in fate

The war punishes, and pain resists

The wildness shouts

The blood burst out

We're going in hell tonight

For another loud attack

And you see in the mist

Black flag is on my mast

The cannons creep

In your desert to kill

And no defense, no forces

You're the blood lust victims

In the smoke of combat

No gods gives you the guts.