Propaganda death ensemble
Burial to be
Corpses rotting through the night
In blood laced misery
Scorched earth the policy
The reason for the singe
The pendulum it shaves the blade
The strafing air blood raid
infiltration push reserves
Encircle the front llines
Supreme art of strategy
Playing on the minds
Bombard till submission
Take all to their graves
Indication of triumph
The number that are dead
Sport the war, war support
The sport is war, total war
When victory's a massacre
The final swing is not a drill
It's how many people I can kill
Be dead friend from abve
When darkness falls
Descend into my sights
Your fallen walls
Spearhead break through the lines
Flanked all around
Soldiers of attrition
Forward their ground
GRegime prophetic age
Old in its time
Flowing veins run on through
Deep in the Rhine
Center of the web
All battles scored
What is our war crimes
(Era forever more...war)
Propaganda war ensemble
Burial to be
Bones shining in the night
In blood laced misery
Campaign of elimination
Twisted psychology
When victory is to survive
And death is defeat
Sport the war, war support
The sport is total war
When victory's a massacre
When victory is survival
When this end is a slaughter
The final swing is not a drill
It's how many people I can kill
Пропаганда убийства ведется
Смерть на солдатских похоронах смеется
Брошенные трупы по ночам гниют
Потоки крови несчастных матерей обольют
Земля опалена
В чем же причина?
Маятник, на острие которого лезвие топора
Рубит головы, окропилась кровью земля
Призыв резервов, вторжение,
С фланга окружение
Высшее искусство стратегии войны
Игры в умах, которые больны
Бомбы с неба летят
Ляжет в могилы за отрядом отряд
Плата за триумф слишком высока
Никто не знает точно убитых числа
Военные больны войной.
Война стала спортом, общей бедой.
Когда победа кровавой бойней достается,
Когда война стала пред Апокалипсисом тренировкой,
Кто ответит, сколько еще умрет?
Смерть солдата выбирает,
И тьмой его накрывает,
И взрывы кругом -
То последнее, что видит он.
Через линию обороны прорыв,
Фланги прикрыв,
Солдаты умирают,
Когда их пулеметом к земле пришивают.
Пророческий возраст Режима
Подорван, судьба по другому решила.
Как по вене
Течет кровь в Рейне.
Все эта борьба
Лишь к разрушениям привела.
Наши военные преступления
Стали клеймом столетия.
Пропаганда убийства ведется,
Смерть на солдатских похоронах смеется.
Кресты на могилах в лунном свете сияют,
О крови, пролитой зря, напоминают.
Кампания устранения
Была лишь мечтой больного гения.
Когда победа достается дорогой ценой
Поражение представляет она собой.
Военные больны войной.
Война стала спортом, общей бедой.
Когда победа кровавой бойней достается,
Когда победа ради выживания -
Это всего лишь резня.
Пред Апокалипсисом учения.
Сколько людей обречены на мучения?
Propaganda death ensemble
Burial to be
Corpses rotting through the night
In blood laced misery
Scorched earth the policy
The reason for the singe
The pendulum it shaves the blade
The strafing air blood raid
infiltration push reserves
Encircle the front llines
Supreme art of strategy
Playing on the minds
Bombard till submission
Take all to their graves
Indication of triumph
The number that are dead
Sport the war, war support
The sport is war, total war
When victory's a massacre
The final swing is not a drill
It's how many people I can kill
Be dead friend from abve
When darkness falls
Descend into my sights
Your fallen walls
Spearhead break through the lines
Flanked all around
Soldiers of attrition
Forward their ground
GRegime prophetic age
Old in its time
Flowing veins run on through
Deep in the Rhine
Center of the web
All battles scored
What is our war crimes
(Era forever more ... war)
Propaganda war ensemble
Burial to be
Bones shining in the night
In blood laced misery
Campaign of elimination
Twisted psychology
When victory is to survive
And death is defeat
Sport the war, war support
The sport is total war
When victory's a massacre
When victory is survival
When this end is a slaughter
The final swing is not a drill
It's how many people I can kill
Advocating murder conducted
Death at a funeral Soldiers laughs
Abandoned corpses rotting in the night
Blood flows unfortunate mothers obolyut
scorched earth
What is the reason ?
Pendulum , on the edge of which the ax blade
Chopping heads sprinkled Lifeblood
Call reserves , invasion,
From flank environment
The highest art of war strategy
Games in the minds who are sick
Bombs from the sky fly
Lie in the grave after detachment detachment
Fee triumph too high
No one knows exactly the number of killed
Military sick war.
The war became a sport, a total disaster.
When victory carnage goes ,
When the war began training before the Apocalypse ,
Who can say how many more will die ?
Death of a soldier chooses
And it covers the darkness ,
And explosions around -
Then the last thing he sees.
Through the line of defense breakthrough
The wings were covered,
Soldiers die ,
When their gun to the ground sew .
Regime prophetic age
Undermined fate decided differently .
As for Vienna
Blood flows into the Rhine.
All this struggle
Only led to destruction .
Our war crimes
Steel stamp century.
Advocating murder underway
Death at a funeral Soldiers laughs .
Crosses on the graves in the moonlight shine
About the blood spilled in vain, resemble .
The campaign to eliminate
Was only a dream ill genius .
When victory comes at a price
It is a defeat .
Military sick war.
The war became a sport, a total disaster.
When victory carnage goes ,
When victory for survival -
This is just a massacre.
Previous Apocalypse teachings.
How many people are doomed to suffering ?
