Scorn

Brother on the bloodfields, father of all wars,
I cross the heart of every human being...
Don't trust if they are weeping,
The enemies are wolves among the sheep,
Empathy it's a lie.

And my face you'll see at the end of every weapon,
Steal another life, the scorn you must embrace.
And my call you'll hear while searching deep inside where,
Breeds the will to kill, the scorn, the scorn you must embrace.
The scorn you shall not fear...

Blood is running faster, pumping all the adrenaline,
There's no time to think before the final rush.
The leaders are now screaming, the commands, honour, valour,
And obedience blind your mind and choose your faith...now,
Take my hand. Soon this blood red ground you'll walk...
Can't you hear? It's the call of the battle,
In the name of scorn you'll fight.
So trust your fury,
I will justify your sins.

When the day it's over, thousand bodies lie,
The victory is tasting not so sweet.
Just call me primal instinct or call me the way you like the most,
Since I belong to yourself.

And my face you'll see at the end of every weapon,
Steal another life, the scorn you must embrace.
And my call you'll hear, while searching deep inside where,
Breeds the will to kill, the scorn, the scorn you must embrace.
The scorn... you must... embrace...