Those Left Behind

Warriors Of Death

Those Left Behind


Marching over the mist 
Leaving behind the wheack's 
Going this endless war 
Like a tormenting nightmare

Over the devastated ruins 
I raised a sign 
The sign of hate 
For a masses despair

To revenged the years 
Arrested in abyss 
Where Jesus Christ 
Made his suffer

But the final command 
Is happening here now 
Which I see is the ruins 
And warriors marching to death