Silence falls
Hammer of the gods
Dead to crawl
No one beats the odds

Flights away
Taking to the sky
Blood flows red
Infidels to die

We bring the anger from simmer to boil
Sometimes there’s no other way
To stand for belief is the meaning of loyal
There’s nothing that no one can say

March of the pissed

Shut your mouth, I can’t hear your voice
What you say, doesn’t make my choice
Move or sway, I’m as hard as stone
Take to the choice, Cut you to the bone

(chorus)

For those who march
The time is now
A call to arms
The fight is now

Separate Isolate Dominate Exasperate

Off to war, marching in the fire
World of pain, all that I desire
Taste of death, hell is coming down
Your last breath, six feet underground