Fist-Fueled Fallout

Escape the compulsion and the scourge The western world has collapsed Every deed and the air you inhale Filled with sin to be punished by god No need to regret the injustice you have done Even if the history repeats We don't want to remember At the end, only injustice remains In the fist-fueled fallout Sharpen your swords for a journey To the promised and holy land It's a pilgrimage to be done Worth more than wealth or gold No need to leave behind the injustice you have done "Yet another day at war without food or water" The wrath grows inside If we don't kill, we die "Scorch their flesh and drink their blood" We may survive this torture And make them shiver of fear Besiege the strongholds of the enemy Cut off their heads, put them on staves Betray the faith of your dear brothers Your sins forgiven by their blood Raise the flags, the fight is over No room to walk but on their corpses On his knees, the man of honor Shedding tears of happiness No need to remember the injustice you have done