Try to reach me With the explosion
That will send the straight to hell!
There is always (retaliation)
Kiling the population, then end it!
Death Pursues!
Damn War!

They are here!
I only see bodies on the floor. (Blast)
Stories destroyed!
But they are not even there

Does not end here, lost on this battlefield
With red ground, the only sound place!
Is the reproduction of their weapons, to crush heads
Sending them straight to hell, where they were convicted

They are here!
I only see bodies on the floor. (blast)
Stories destroyed!
But they are not even there

(Blast, Blast, Blast!)
Bloodline!
Painting the terror in his back!
Smell of death
In this war not winners
Neither peace project
Only deaths that there brings
The war ended
Only there is sadness in all parts
Blast!

They are here!
only see bodies on the floor. (blast)
Stories destroyed!
But they are not even there

Feeding death