The armies of wrath into the game, kill is their glory remain
Living to dead that is the bite, awaiting for their command
Here i wait feel with no fear, standing to fight and buried
There's nothing but soon will be there, the battle of greed
Inconvenience the shameless way, no point to break it loose
The power of greed is the power overdrive, hold your tongue
Killing is killing after you bleeding, facing into the tragedy
Greed is to control power is over all better you enter the pit
you're shame for your own race
drive your tank if there's got peace
or swallow the bullet for your breakfast
and you see...
there's got no time for us to think and to remind
to other homeless and poor race you only look but can't survive
to right the fault or fight them off before they're smell off your lies
there's the desert is watching you damn if you thought not of my business!
KILL - is the word that you want them to understand
FAKE - you have double tongue and your mind is hatred pain
DEATH - is closer to you they've near with the 'holy war'
FIGHT - Law is over with the rising of the antifada