Written In Blood

Warm blood on my hands
The sound of screaming in my ear
Rifle in my hand
gaze opon the battlefleld.

Brothers fight by my side
Hold the battle line
Against a blood red tide
See the bodies of our young
In the trenches we defend
As enemies decent.

The trenches roar
A world at war.

Choose your side
The victor is
Written in blood.

Live or die
Our legacy
Written in blood.

In muddy fields we charge
Through gore, blood and bile
Trenches reek of death
Were oil on borrowed time.

Brothers fight by my side
Hold the battle line
Against a blood red tide
See the bodies of our young
In the trenches we defend
As enemies decent.

The trenches roar
A world at war.

Choose your side
The victor is
Written in blood
Live or die
Our legacy
Written in blood.

Ignite the war machine
Cannons roar in my head
We are the korps of death.

The trenches roar
A world at war.

Choose your side
The victor is
Written in blood
Live or die
Our legacy
Written in blood.