Greedy for blood

Paralyzed by power

The decision to die

Tales of terror

Deep in the corner

Passion to kill

Corpse on the ground

Minds starts to chill



A man lies in the corner, covered with blood

Bloody wounds on his body, praying to his god

People pass him by, but they say

Why should we care about him? he will die today



Riot of violence 



Find your own way

You must go alone

Kill all next to you

They want the throne

The infectious disease

Is the only life

You're scared to death

Die by their knife



A man lies in the corner, covered with blood

Bloody wounds on his body, praying to his god

People pass him by, but they say

Why should we care about him? he will die today



Brutality and mighty wars, warriors start to fight

I'd rather not go wild tonight, but I must save myself



On a field littered with corpses

Stands a lonely flower

It reminds the world how it was

But we kicked it away with power