Hollow March

Burning axes growing out from their hands

Modern warriors in the ancient mission

Destroy the enemies' world

In the name of the glorious undone

Marching in lines to an unknown land

Afraid warriors leaving their souls

Destroy poor people's worlds

In the name of their sinning God

Here is the end of our lives

The last time we'll see the sun

Here is the end of our future

Only fear and pain remain

Marching in lines to an unknown land

Afraid warriors leaving their souls

Destroy poor people's worlds

In the name of their sinning God

Here is the end of our lives

The last time we'll see the sun

Here is the end of our future

Only fear and pain remain