VII. Death Now at Last
Brothers in arms, rally to me, we're gonna take the fight back to them
Saucer of steel, came from above, beaming mutants down to our fields
Their machinations, they've brought to us, we're gonna use them as our own
Board their ship, slay all their spawn and make their hive, our new home
Columns of vats, greenlit with goo, dismembered parts being kept alive
Rows of spikes, spines mount the walls, they adorn this place with their prey
Their intentions are clearly set, and so we have now found our own
All is clear, brothers unite and find the star they call their home
The fields were filled with ashes and dirt
Piles of corpses and mutilated entrails
Trespasser, fiends and locusts
Descending from a petrifying distance
A squad was shaped and gilded with lead
Guided by hate a dark primitive rage
Hunting all with blazing bright saws
Boarding the craft, death now at last
The fields were filled with ashes and dirt
Piles of corpses and mutilated entrails
Trespasser, fiends and locusts
Descending from a petrifying distance
A squad was shaped and gilded with lead
Guided by hate a dark primitive rage
Hunting all with blazing bright saws
Boarding the craft, death now at last
Unite
We fight
We steer
To kill
And now all that is left is to die
Die
Die
Die
Die
Saucer of steel, came from above, beaming mutants down to our fields
Their machinations, they've brought to us, we're gonna use them as our own
Board their ship, slay all their spawn and make their hive, our new home
Columns of vats, greenlit with goo, dismembered parts being kept alive
Rows of spikes, spines mount the walls, they adorn this place with their prey
Their intentions are clearly set, and so we have now found our own
All is clear, brothers unite and find the star they call their home
The fields were filled with ashes and dirt
Piles of corpses and mutilated entrails
Trespasser, fiends and locusts
Descending from a petrifying distance
A squad was shaped and gilded with lead
Guided by hate a dark primitive rage
Hunting all with blazing bright saws
Boarding the craft, death now at last
The fields were filled with ashes and dirt
Piles of corpses and mutilated entrails
Trespasser, fiends and locusts
Descending from a petrifying distance
A squad was shaped and gilded with lead
Guided by hate a dark primitive rage
Hunting all with blazing bright saws
Boarding the craft, death now at last
Unite
We fight
We steer
To kill
And now all that is left is to die
Die
Die
Die
Die
Credits
Writer(s): Rasmus Rolling
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