كلمات Hail Terror

Hail Terror Inside our seething blood of imperial ways Honor and faith have shone Inside our beating hearts have already won Onward millions hung And hail to the sons Marching on, marching on And hail to the storm Marching on, marching on Awaken the souls of blackened destiny Honor and faith have shone Trample upon the wasted hearts of the fallen Onward millions hung Hail to the ones and all with the secret, but it must be done Hail to the wars its nothing but numbers And Hail terror