Masters Of War Lyrics by Amon Amarth

Masters Of War Lyrics

    Strike!
    Fast and hard show no mercy for these men
    The vermin of christ, prophets of lies and their disciples
    Seek them out, hunt them down
    Brake their spirits, crush their hearts
    Not even death will set them free from this pain

    Charge!
    Ride them down as they flee from our steel
    Draw their blood, make them suffer
    Before they die by war-field sacrifice
    Wipe them out, burn their homes and fields
    Feed the wolves with their offspring, annihilate them all

    Masters of war torment every soul
    Rape every whore that carries the cross

    Fire!
    Burn them all, burn them alive
    Send their souls to deathqueens hall
    To the land of cold burning flames
    Send them to the land of famine and despair
    Eternally they will starve and freeze

    (solo: mikkonen)

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