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Burning metals tears my flesh

I’m pinking blood

I’m possessed

my partners brains laid on me

pain in mind, I  can’t breath.

War, slaughter, death, pain

in Eastern front.

Firing smoke cover my eyes

bloody bath raining

from the skies

I slice my enemies

moving corpses

last desire I’ll give them

no hopes.

War, slaughter, death, pain

in Eastern front.

When my pieces laid on ice

echo screams is a contract

of wise a promise before

the gates of Hell

I’ll be back to finish the spell.

We’re the heirs of the damned

cut us ,common,

I promise you can’t!

We’re the tortures

in your wormy brain

War for us is an endless game.

War, kill, death, pain

in Eastern front.