Armygeddon
Poema Arcanus
Eighteen years , my time has come My fatherland calls me to the patriotic service Coercive methods applied No reason is worthy , for these musclehead's flock Officials're screaming , youngmen're punished Who can be proud? Chorusx2 Militia , Honour , Fascist Control! The arny grows up to mantain the peace A peace that4s built with bloody corpse piles Two years are wasted , with rigid discipline a btrainwash by the force , systematically made erase my thoughts Chorusx2