Crossing the lines in the map
To burn the enemy in his tomb
Waiting the nigth to attack
I don't care who loses or wins
Crossing the frontiers of fear
Over the seas of hate
To drink the enemy tears
And see him diyng in desgrace
Come crawling throught the trenches
Hunting the taste of blood
Death and hate are their business
Death and hate is their law
Spreading the death through the fields
To go on the enemy ground
Close your eyes, cover the guilt
Filth and money blanked all
Dogs of war ... dogs of war
Astonished by their filth
Furious and harsh voices
Dogs of war... dogs of war
The pain wath thei give off
Seemstebe pleasant