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Death....to be on to the west threat .... Evil....is the purity of lies No hope...as we are laying in the mud and wait for the end which is coming from above Creed....is the engine of fighting....Battleground...is the death row of man Fire.....brings the pain in a bombshell, lies on the skin like glue its burning Napalm from the sky Look! how the world dies Smell the burning flesh Feel and hear the bomb crash Waiting.....for the enemy to show up....Reload...every dead man counts Get them all...with a shot in the head now rules of the war "kill him twice to be sure!" Pain...of the flames which are rising....Fire.....spreading out in the wood Napalm...always and everywhere this is the end but I don't really care Napalm from the sky Look! how the world dies Smell the burning flesh Feel and hear the bomb crash Napalm from the sky Look! how the world dies Smell the burning flesh Feel and hear the bomb crash From Letras Mania