LYRIC

We put our helmets
With weapons ready
And coldness
And go into battle
With firm grip
In the last free attack
In the last time

From the enemy
To attack !
Explosion ! bomb !
Freedom in Dying
In motion

Fear and pain
Spread in the chaos
Pain that is gained by force
Free put dead
Their bodies spread as people are killed every second

Screams of fright
In brutal deformation
No innocents in a battle
While hearing her screams behind rubble
In attack enemy to

Screams of fright
In torture and chaos
Torture , mutilate, shootings !
Empires will be toppled so
New empires to be erected

In motion
‘m instructed to kill
In old times
In old times

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