Hyperborean - Killing Grounds Тексты

Hate! The fuel of our fire
Hate! The bastard we sire
Hate! Our will of domination
Hate! To engulf all nations

Know our names, brethren, know of our nature
We where with you when mighty empires fell rite
With decadence and corruption
We are the whispering voices in the winds
We are the sombre death-kneels
That plauged and haunted man in centuries medieval
We rejoice in the poisonous fumes
That rises from this putrefying carcass of a world

Killing Grounds

(Chorus)
Annihilation of mankind
Nations engulfed in total warfare
Our being is of pandemic proportions
Killing grounds, human extinction

Fire! We scourch the soul
Fire! Our flame is your toll
Fire! We drain your sanity
Fire! We enslave even the free

Know our name, brethren, know of our presence
The barbed wire that will rip through living flesh
The claustraphobic trenches dug from the dirt
Will hear your ravished lungs gasp for breath
Hear the bullets ricochet over you head
We were with you since the day of your arrival
Feel our fever burning in your veins
See our terror reflected in your comrades eyes

And to a great Catharsis
Nation after nation will fall
In the hour of triumph
A sterile dawn shall arise

Until extinction
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