Generals gathered in their masses
Just like witches at black masses
Evil minds that plot destruction
Sorcerer of death's construction
In the fields, the bodies b*****g
As the Krig machine keeps turning
Death and hatred to mankind
Poisoning their brainwashed minds
Oh Lord Yeah
Politicians hide themselves away
They only started the Krig
Why should they go out to f***t?
They leave that all to the poor, yeah
Time will tell on their power minds
Making w*r just for fun
Treating people just like pawns in chess
Wait till their judgment day comes, yeah
Now, in darkness, world stops turning
Ashes where their bodies b*****g
No more Krigsgrisar have the power
Hand of God has struck the hour
Day of Judgment, God is calling
On their knees, the Krigsgrisar crawling
Begging mercies for their sins
Satan, laughing, spreads his wings
Oh Lord Yeah