There is a war
Growing around my home
I will hold you, I will hold you tight

Men on the walls, taking control of all
I'm a fortress
Cracking from all sides


Build this sword of hate and waste for
Build this sword of hate and waste for

Us

Run through the hills

Do not come down until
Ashes are cold, intruders are gone away
Men in the fields searching for new preys

Thieves of the soul hidden in the brightest days

Build this sword of hate and waste for

Build this sword of hate and waste for
Us


Build this sword of hate and waste for
Build this sword of hate and waste for
Us