this is our final attack
its the course of genocide
we buried our burnings souls
and our story will be told

we are the warriors of night
quiet but yet so deadly
you fell that chill down your spine
now your worlds collapsed and your mine

you don't know witch ways up
your confused and already dead
when you finally see our flaming eyes
its become so cold you already died

but yet your to head strong to know
you were a brave soldier who fell in combat
you were hold-in your land
although you fell you fell with earth in your hand