Tekster:
Raise Hell Superior Powers

the art of death rush through their blood The word on their tongue ready to speak waiting for devil's command Silver with nuclear powers Power was given

as dawn is born Strike fear, all units act as one Thin red line, the power of man Ours is the path of light Redemption through superior fire power Mirrors

A misery that spread across a weak and stricken land The crimson birth that swamped the earth in dark and deadly dreams And all mankind did bow beneath the power

distrust of them. The essence of so called capitalist society is not an evil volition to subject their people to the power of indoctrification or the power

as dawn is born Strike fear, all units act as one Thin red line, the power of man Ours is the path of light Redemption through superior fire power Mirrors