Letra de War ensemble (corregida)

Propaganda death ensemble,
Burial to be.
Corpses rotting through the night,
In blood laced misery.
Scorched earth the policy,
The reason for the singe.
The pendulum it shaves the blade,
The strafing air blood raid.

Infiltration push reserves,
Encircle the front llines.
Supreme art of strategy,
Playing on the minds.
Bombard till submission,
Take all to their graves.
Indication of triumph,
The number that are dead.

Sport the war, war support.
The sport is war, total war;
When victory is really massacre.
The final swing is not a drill,
It´s how many people I can kill.

Sport the war, war support.
The sport is war, total war;
When victory is really survival.
The final swing is not a drill,
It´s how many people I can kil.

Be dead friend from above,
When darkness falls.
Descend into my sights,
Your fallen walls.
Spearhead break through the lines,
Flanked all around.
Soldiers of attrition,
Forward their ground.

Gregime prophetic age,
Old in it´s time.
Flowing veins run on through,
Deep in the rhine.
Center of the web,
All battles scored.
What is our war crimes,
Era forever more.

War!

Propaganda war ensemble,
Burial to be.
Bones shining by the night,
In blood laced misery
Campaign of elimination
Twisted psychology
When victory is to survive
And death is defeat

Sport the war, war support.
The sport is war, total war;
When this end is a slaughter.
The final swing is not a drill,
It´s how many people I can kill.