Reign of terror rising under our toes in a forced destiny
Deprived of humanity by the demon who portrays this conflict

No way out but submission
The flesh, the hunt, the wound
Victims of hatred in an unprovoked fight

Throats cry out for one more day
Towards the sky that our blood carries on painting

Pain is pouring down on us like rain, soaking our shaking bones
Composure crumbles away in the pale sockets of their empty eyes

Forfeiting a resolution
No way, no peace, no life
Disguised as honour
We're pushed into the flames

Throats cry out for one more day
Towards the sky that our blood carries on painting red

On this field of skin and bones
My brothers, bound by fire
Cling to life and I see on the other side
Some faces I know from times gone by

And yet we are still forced to fight
Dragged into this hole
Destined to close this circle
A cycle doomed to repeat itself

Throats cry out for one more day
Towards the sky that our blood carries on painting
Words dying in the echo of time
'Cause in the end, in this game
It's either you or me