Disciples of lying prophet,
Kill’em all to devastation.
Father of weak-willed novice,
I Show no mercy to your weak creations.
New revolution, blessed from below,
Will shed the blood for domination.
Ascend on a worldwide stage,
To proclaim the beast accession.
Total Krieg, Total Krieg, Total Krieg, I am Krieg!
Total Krieg, Total Krieg, Total Krieg – My Krieg!
Pray, you can not see, my splendour scorched your eyes.
Pray, you can not breath, my wrath around your neck.
When empires fall, I’ll born by blood of christ.
The end of chiliad – 2000 years of jesus’ crimes!
Total Krieg, Total Krieg, Total Krieg, I am Krieg!
Total Krieg, Total Krieg, Total Krieg – My Krieg!
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