Coldness by bleeding
Beneath the artilleries
Still had to stand tall and
Hail the north in the mist of debris
Don't you put faith in the
Providence at dawn
Oppression with the lies
Only thing that still keeps us alive
Walls will be built and fall
No matter what, just slit the throat
Don't you put faith in the
Providence at dawn
To feel her one last time
At the very last breath
The kerchief with the bloodstains
Will take you far away
Martyrs on our side
Will take you to the mortal ones
Who was left behind
With the tears in their eyes
To feel her one last time
At the very last breath
The kerchief with the bloodstains
Will take you far away
Martyrs on our side
Will take you to the mortal ones
Who was left behind
With the tears in their eyes
To realize the gunfire
From the man-made hell
Matters more than the Eden
Of the fuckin tale
Leave the trenches
Leave everything you have
It's kill or be killed
Sharpen the bayonet
Iron fist will dominate
With a thousand years of rage
Salvation lost its meaning
Solution is genophage
Fill the trenches
With their blood
Crucifixion with the steel
Resurrection takes a while
The cursed tale follows
End is at the reaper's scythe
Don't you put faith in the
Providence at dawn
The meaning of persecution
Has disappeared into thin air
When you hold the ripped limbs of your son
And then you're frayed
Don't you put faith in the
Providence at dawn
Providence at dawn
Providence at dawn
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