CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Aninhilate All of Them

The coming of the chosen
Bringing death and destruction
These false scavengers
Jackals mercenaries
Who tread our way

During the longest of times
We'll walk through these lands
With our shining blades
By the glow of our minds

Hypocrisy misery
The ash will cover
Take our victory
The show is not over

Just the true ones must stay
Were sick of your existence
Find their way out
And die like a fool

Hypocrisy misery
The ash will cover
Take our victory
The show is not over