There's no meaning with life as it is... There's no meaning, there's no meaning There's no such thing as a life after this, No such thing as an afterlife
Feed the gun Feed the guns Marching for my country, Marching off to die Fight for king and glory, Fight to stay alive Storm another stronghold, Kill
Golgata lies silent And the sand has drunk the blood Black is the wind which make the crosses sway Life stabwounds to the skin
[Instrumental]
Unveil the veins that hold the blood The victim is strapped, the demon is scared - Quotations are voiced - the holy script Held in its grip, the victim
[Bonus Track]
Burn, you're burning in Hell covered with Sulphur you gag on the gas Fired to a cross with a million nails, Grinding the slave - slave to the grind Thill
Swarming cross the nations, he reeks of Death, Of suffering and pain The underpected visitor, the unfortold, The uninvited guest A swarming lethal mass
you should fear To me you're all the same Don't stick your band thru the surface Yes, there's movements in the deep ... for those aren't really stars
Stigmatized! Step closer if you please...! My body bares witness, can't you see You can't deny your own eyes This must be real... stigmatized! So you
are you here? You know the punishment ... The Ritual has begun Stand back - or know the consequence These sights are not yours to see - They aren't yours
