Propaganda death ensemble
Burial to be
Corpses rotting through the night
In blood laced misery
Scorched earth the policy
The reason for the seige
The pendulum exchange the blade
for strafing air blood raidInfiltration push reserves
Encircle the front lines
Supreme art of strategy
Playing on the minds
Bombard till submission
Take all to their graves
Indication of triumph
The number that are deadSport the war, war support
The sport is war, total war
When victory's a massacreThe final swing is not a drill
It's how many people I can killBe dead fiend from above
When darkness fallsDescend onto my sights
Your fallen walls
Spearhead break through the lines
Flanked all around
Soldiers of attrition
Forward their ground
Strategy prophetic age
Old in its time
Flowing veins run on through
Deep in the Rhine
Center of the web
All battles scored
What is our war crime
Era forever more
WarPropaganda war ensemble
Burial to be
Bones shining bt the night
In blood laced miseryCampaign of elimination
Twisted psychology
When victory is to surviveAnd death is defeat
Sport the war, war support
The sport is war, total war
When this end is a slaughter
The final swing is not a drill
It's how many people I can kill
