Learning the rules of the

Games with atrocity

Living in a prehistoric

Weather with intencity

Armed...Cold weapons in hand

Charged...Mangled corps on the land

The bestials contortions on the pray

Makes me lust to kill'em all every day



Curdled by frost

Too young to rust

Fight...Be wild

Warriors of ice

The hell fighters

Warriors of ice...



Mid way through life, mid way to death

The nomads soldiers fight for the best

Armed...Cold weapons in hand

Charged...Mangled corps on the land

Feel the chill by the polar race

Make the world a disaffected place



Live to die, eye to eye

Raise the chase, face to face

The dirty desperado goes black

At freezing point

Hail stones fall and fall again

Armed...Cold weapons in hand

Charged...Mangled corps on the land

Prisoners of ice wheeze in a sultry weather

This is the fate of the frozen agessors...



Advance thermal killers

They're the barbaric butchers

Unscrupulous

Here they are to abuse

Spitting the barren land

Crushing all til nothing stands

Ready for attack

They gonna shoot you in the back