This Life Stolen From A child, with this burden on my back, we fight to death till nothings left, Masses of butchered bodies Your Corpse laied befor me, I will not stop, this land is mine, from every corner of the globe, ive seen many men die, were never backing down from our beliefs,
retreat to the hills your battles lost here, look to the skies your life ends now, your dead mean nothing, in this life your eyes wont see, through putrid eyes your eyes rot out, sencing the stench of the dead i must kill, this means you fail your skies fall down, we will not stand for this suffering.