From the tourches of hell we were born
The fortress of pain and death
And death

We'll shed your blood
Your bodies will be torn apart
You'll feel our wrath
True masters of the killing craft

You will feel our wrath

The age of destruction has began
Sinners await their court
An anger overflow inside
Hunger for blood homicide

Will tear your flesh apart
A cry of rage and screams of pain
The furious and daft
True masters of the killing craft

Hunting for useless lives
We kill survived
The world will burn to ash
No mercy, no sorrow
Death tools of second birth
Regeneration of the...Earth!