V. C.F.D.S.
Fire - Surrounds us
Rituals - Mark their path
Mutilated corpses all amassed into piles
Rotten skins are burning, sky is filled with ash
Our days may be numbered, but we'll make them last
Crop field death squad, rise
Fighting to demise
Crop field death squad, rise
Fighting to demise
Fire - Devours us
Rising Death - Imminent bane
Haunting black eyes, they penetrate
A form stands tall, above the rest
Burning hatred, our foe draws breath
Crop field death squad, rise
Fighting to demise
Crop field death squad, rise
Fighting to demise
I'll fight to end this now
Monolith approaches fast
I'll stand my ground - for the greater cause
Defilers - around us
Finally - The trial begins
I fill with rage and find myself
My inner wrath increases
Eye to eye, our melee begins
Crop field death squad, rise
Fighting to demise
Crop field death squad, rise
Fighting to demise
I fought without the pain of brothers fallen to its' reign
I bled but shed no doubt that pushing our cause would crush them all
I fought without the pain of brothers fallen to its' reign
I bled but shed no doubt that pushing our cause would crush them all
Rituals - Mark their path
Mutilated corpses all amassed into piles
Rotten skins are burning, sky is filled with ash
Our days may be numbered, but we'll make them last
Crop field death squad, rise
Fighting to demise
Crop field death squad, rise
Fighting to demise
Fire - Devours us
Rising Death - Imminent bane
Haunting black eyes, they penetrate
A form stands tall, above the rest
Burning hatred, our foe draws breath
Crop field death squad, rise
Fighting to demise
Crop field death squad, rise
Fighting to demise
I'll fight to end this now
Monolith approaches fast
I'll stand my ground - for the greater cause
Defilers - around us
Finally - The trial begins
I fill with rage and find myself
My inner wrath increases
Eye to eye, our melee begins
Crop field death squad, rise
Fighting to demise
Crop field death squad, rise
Fighting to demise
I fought without the pain of brothers fallen to its' reign
I bled but shed no doubt that pushing our cause would crush them all
I fought without the pain of brothers fallen to its' reign
I bled but shed no doubt that pushing our cause would crush them all
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Writer(s): Rasmus Rolling, Andreas Sivertsvik
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