Under the Banners of Hatred Songtext

von Izegrim

Under the banners of hatred
So pityful our lives
Weðre starting a war weðre not gonna win
Will we live or die?

A bag of dough or national pride
Maybe a piece of land
Ensue to itðs final purpose:
Obliteration on demand

Go to your dutieså your pathetic life has no value

Pain æ The outcome is irrelevant
Death æ A fact you canðt deny

Pile up the coffins
The bells will toll
Now you will dance
Deaths rock & roll

Theyðre bombing our cities to ruin
Who the fuck do they think that they are
Waging a war we canðt possibly win
We all surely die!

Heroes in combatå they seem to fall like drops of rain

Pain æ The outcome is irrelevant
Death æ A fact you canðt deny

Pile up the coffins
The bells will toll
Now you will dance
Deaths rock & roll