Fight Hate Die

Evil is burning
Generals are searching
Young men bodies
For their fight

Mothers are crying
Soldiers fighting
Blood fields screaming
Machinegun crying

Mama, please don´t cry, I´m not a martyr when I die
I am a martyr when I listen to your crying in my mind
I am with my friends and we're waiting for our death
We are insane and we're ready to kill all the men and dance

We must know Fight !
Hate !
Die !

Desilusion
Nightmare vision
Discipline
Dictator

Hungry satan
Premonition
Mutilation
For his hate

Hungry heroes
Running kill horse
Within agony
For your state

Die helpless one!
Yes, I´m ready
It´s time to die
Stand up man!