Tekster: Broken Bones. Decapitated. Death Is Imminent.

There's going to be a war, rejoice rejoice
Hear the people cheer, rejoice, rejoice
You're all gonna pay , rejoice, rejoice
In a second not a day, rejoice, rejoice
I'd like to make it perfectly clear
You're all gonna die, die d'you hear?
I'd like to make it perfectly clear
If you're gonna die, don't die round here
I'd like to make it perfectly clear
You're all gonna die, die d'you hear?
No matter what you say or do
They're gonna win, them - not you
Like a pure white angel sent from God
Flying above you, it's after your blood
No way of escaping, it sees all
No way of living, it destroys all
I love my family, oh please don't die
They need to protect us, that's a lie
Stop, wait, think for a minute
It's no use now, 'cos death is imminent