Letras
All the scars.
There's no beauty in perfect.
By the wastelands,
You'll find me in hordes.
Breathing air!
We go MAD! Changing our shape!
(Berserkers)
Breathing air!
We go MAD! There's no escape!
(Berserkers)
Sometimes good men...have to do bad things.
In the dead world.
(I'm Towering above)
Hold the line! Wait for no one.
Better to go out in violence than loose stance.
(Towering above)
We communicate through dead eyes and not speaking a word.
Walk proud now...
We're Old Guard!
Extract emotional dead flesh.
We wear horns.
Ready for war!
Breathing air!
We go MAD! Changing our shape!
(Berserkers)
Breathing air!
We go MAD! There's no escape!
(Berserkers)
Sometimes good men...have to do bad things.
In the dead world.
(I'm Towering above)
Hold the line! Wait for no one.
Better to go out in violence than loose stance!
(I'm Towering above)
We communicate through dead eyes and not speaking a word.
Trance-like with blood-shot eyes and canonized.
Walk proud now...
Trance-like and full of rage.
Like the sacrificial lamb. Holding on as long as we can.
WE MARCH FORWARD.
Even if we'll never see another sunrise again.
WE MARCH FORWARD.
Even if the world made us tasters of blood, we'll ascend.
In the dead world.
(I'm Towering above)
Hold the line! Wait for no one.
Better to go out in violence than loose stance.
(Towering above)
We communicate through dead eyes and not speaking a word.
We're the first wave....