In the smoke of the combat

No gods give you the guts

You see the fire in the sky

The bombs fall by your side

I put the powder in my gun

Let me free, let me run

Armed with swords and hash

I. run, kill and fight

I remove the knife in your sore

I beleive in the death's call

I live to kill, create war and pain

You die for fire, burns in flames

Our disaster is not complete today

We make no diffents because

You fall in fate

The war punishes, and the war resists

The wildness shouts

The blood burts out

We're going in hell tonight

For another loud attack

And you see in the mist

Black flag is my mast

The canons creep

In your desert to kill

And no defence, no forces

You're the blood lust victims

In the smoke of combat

No Gods give you the guts.