Moving forward, driven by speed
This instrument is made by hardened steel
Its goal is to crush with a fiendish power

Remorse is a term abolished for ages

The tracks are revelling in soil and flesh

When its mouth roars, it's spreading lead
Destruction, pain, sorrow and death
Complete is the diabolical pact


Stare into the eyes of chaos
Initiation by fire, giving birth to terror

Kill after kill, ornaments to adjust
Silver skulls, grateful as they laugh


Building up an intense speed
Wastelands made of blood and flesh
Opposing the black beast has no chance

Fire-spitting image destroys the land

Stare into the eyes of chaos

Initiation by fire, giving birth to terror
Kill after kill, ornaments to adjust
Silver skulls, grateful as they laugh


Grim is chaos in human flesh
Sickened thoughts, brutalized act

Black/white crosses, driven by hate
"Onwards you warriors and rape peace!"


Instruments of chaos, deliberated chosen
Willing to act, relentless with steel
Black are their shrouds, red are their thoughts

The pure vision of chaos in the flesh