Cryptic Wintermoon - Heavy Armed Assault

Armies from the gates of hell – creatures breathing ash
Massive rocket impact – as the armies clash
Confronting heavy armed assault – fully armored black
Clashing at our boundaries – there is no turning back

Burning skies – as fire begins to rain
Drowning the world in endless pain – as death comes closing in

Bullet impats cracking bones – seeking for your head
Our defense pounded to the ground – leaving them all dead
Wave by wave comes storming in – there is no end to see
Ankle deep in pools of blood – dead bodies lying next to me

Burning skies – as fire begins to rain
Drowning the world in endless pain – as death comes closing in
In the light of the dying sun – your world falls to peaces
In grinding artillery fire – as pain and damage increases

Bomb explosions – knocking gently on your door
Hear roaring cannon fire – that's the drums of war
That's our art of war

You can run – but never hide
Here death will always find you
Kill efficiency – industrialized
Genocide – mechanized

Firewalls – cremating human flesh
Wardemons – grinding them to death