Fields Of Blood کے بول

Onwards into battle Armies marching, seeking death Fearless legions On the road to hell, a killing spree Crushing forces With wicked lust they march to war Approaching death Spearhead tearing through their flanks Besiege their cities Walls and trenches battle in blood Their ranks are crumbling The last defenders soon will fall Release the madness Sadistic beasts with cruel intent Arise with hunger Chaos creatures feasting on the dead On the fields of blood The slaughter commence On the fields of blood To face the end No mercy given All must perish, none shall live Inferno coming Black magic spells, evil rise Malicious fiends The dead awakens, craving blood Frenzied slaughter The aftermath, relenthless death On the fields of blood The slaughter commence On the fields of blood To face the end