Corruption of the innocent, in battles of the past 

Revolves around an incident, in which the mold was cast 

A case of taking orders, a madman in command 

Thousands upon thousands destroyed by his own hand 

KILL: they're sent to die 

KILL: no reason why 

KILL: but who's to blame 

KILL: who'll face the shame 

He's somewhere in hiding, his fate they're deciding 

For years they've been hunting him down 

A forty year void, yet they want him destroyed 

The Angel Of Death can't be found 

Relies upon his allies to keep him safe and sound 

In some foreign country, there's rumour he's been found 

They send special forces to grab him if they can 

Their plot has been discovered, he's escaped again 

Wanted for his war crimes by descendents of the dead 

Never ending search, high price on his head 

A weak and aging demon, he's only skin and bone 

But those who carry grudges 

Won't leave him alone