كلمات Fine Art of Havoc

Come, play the finest game! With gain and life at stake See them crawl and strive! Watch mercy, kindness, law Become hate, chaos Be torn in fire! Isn’t that the one vocation of man Crushing what lies in our way? Come, play the slaughter game! Let masks of mercy fade and havoc rise! Pawns all aligned, lay down before my sight This is the moment, the die is cast And the massacre will soon begin These eyes dim and wild, a silent quivering The only sound’s the wind Craving, feral egoism Just let it out Let the hunger for preys and lust and fright! Ignite the world! Bow to the martial law Civilization failed To quell our desire! To kill’s the finest art To paint amazing sceneries of blood and fire! What shall be the fittest way To slay our own kind? Bow to the martial law Civilization failed To kill’s the finest art To paint amazing sceneries! This endless, primal force Lets masks of mercy fade (let masks of mercy fade) As logic meets the wild! Be it desert, forest, sea They all are chessboards for our fights! Our pride shall swell to see The world enveloped in a fire!