Wolfhorde - Fist-Fueled Fallout

Escape the compulsion and the scourge
The western world has collapsed
Every deed and the air you inhale
Filled with sin to be punished by god

No need to regret
the injustice you have done

Even if the history repeats
We don't want to remember
At the end, only injustice remains
In the fist-fueled fallout

Sharpen your swords for a journey
To the promised and holy land
It's a pilgrimage to be done
Worth more than wealth or gold

No need to leave behind
the injustice you have done
"Yet another day at war without food or water"
The wrath grows inside
If we don't kill, we die
"Scorch their flesh and drink their blood"
We may survive this torture
And make them shiver of fear

Besiege the strongholds of the enemy
Cut off their heads, put them on staves
Betray the faith of your dear brothers
Your sins forgiven by their blood

Raise the flags, the fight is over
No room to walk but on their corpses
On his knees, the man of honor
Shedding tears of happiness

No need to remember
the injustice you have done