Separation of skin from bone
Intrusion they have come, the white man and his wars
They've come to take the children and make the women whores
None will bow at their feet
All will stand and fight Revenge is fucking sweet
White knuckles rule the night! Knives held high with pride!
Vengeance will be ours
Driven by pride and vengeance, taste blood from adrenaline
The night and fight are young, but we will fight until the end
Strength is in the numbers, the numbers of their dead
The more of them that fucking die, the more of us are fed
So bring them back, back to us all So bring them back,
Your blood's on the wall Die!
The present holds it's misery the past is on our side
When you messiah meets our Gods, your messiah dies
You will regret the day that you stole from our kind
As skin is peeled back from your skulls, your reign on us will die
Your head is torn from you spine and our women and children all lie dead
Your destiny is skinned alive, vision with you it died
As rain falls from the skies and greets you children's skin,
In the emptiness that surrounds them they will hear our battle cry
As skin is peeled back from your skulls, a battle lust is born Knives held high with pride
Driven by pride and vengeance, taste blood from adrenaline
The night and fight are young, but we will fight until the end
Strength is in the numbers, the numbers of their dead
The more of them that fucking die, the more of us are fed
So bring them back, back to us all So bring them back,
Your blood's on the wall Die!
Your head is torn from you spine and our women and children all lie dead
Your destiny is skinned alive, vision with you it died
As black storm clouds hover, our presence will be felt
Unto you a bloody vengeance, a pain eternal Memories will not fade
A coward's fate Lives are altered Loss will remain
Your messiah bleeds mortal blood As axes fall, battle lust
Their fate lies in our blades Battle lust