Trial By Fire کے بول

Armour forged from the iron Blades beaten into shape Between the hammer and the anvil Empty the armory Take everything that makes them bleed Ways of death has no boundaries Fear kills the instinct Numbs the compulsion Programming that condones a murder Cruelty either runs In the blood or is acquired skill Either way repeat creates perfection Command Forward Command Scorch the earth Trial by fire Prove your worth Scorch the earth Trial by fire Prove your worth Scorch the earth Dry blood like a rust on an iron Stains the shields, tarnish the arms Paint with red, decorate with death Adorn the field with terror Trial by fire Prove your worth Scorch the earth Trial by fire Prove your worth Scorch the earth