The Brotherhood
Ready, set, aim, fire
Destruction will follow
With tools of fury, becoming a deadly weapon
Piercing the advocate of havoc
Born from anger, born from battle, no more compassion
Ultimate soldier, Ultimate killer, leads a trail of mayham
Strick down enemies, compressing are sorrow
Menaces beckoning, strength in protection
Leading devastation, the brotherhood forever
On the battle, on the frontline, at the edge of death
Commitment means casting are lives away
Hearing the sound of atomic weaponry
Voices of the dying trying to resist the end
Men with the mission of extermination
No flesh shall be spared, create a living hell
Why do we do it, blood and machinery falling from the sky
Bullets raining down on skulls
Piles of bodies reaching heaven
I loving licking the enemies blood from my fingers
Victory waltz on their bodies
Scars, clouded eyes, sheer madness
No peace, no tranquility, no reconciliation
Dogs bearing their fangs bringing despair and disturbance
Lives become worthless under law and order
Utterly absurd, fruitless lives can't bloom
Offering obedience, offering your soul
Raiding for a triumphant
The brotherhood forever
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