Оригинальный текст песни Reptilian Warlords
Ire grows strong in the hearts of mad marauders.
Wielded with scythes mischievously slithering.
Sneaking through the caves.
Crooked finger points.
Brutalize, pulverize, phantomize the wretched motherfuckers.
Swing the scythe, through their eyes, end their lives, leave them in the filth.
Master, we will slay the masses.
Warlords, set alight your torches.
Slay, defile and torture.
Bring them to their coffins.
Fog rises, lizards surprises, abomineutralizes, mobs of squatters left in gutters
Intruders of the caverns realize that their killings are not justified.
Battle cries soar.
Genocide ensues.
No prisoners.
Fight - Fight - Fight - Fight
Fight for your righteous right.
Feed your appetite.
Open up.
Graves - Graves - Graves - Graves
Open up the graves.
Sudden cry of painful distress
is heard throughout the caves.
Revelation.
Reptiles help us now.
Can't you see we are suffering?
Our waters have been poisoned.
By the lady living in the wilderness.
Beyond the mountains, beyond the foreign lands.
Go find the wicked lady.
This is a revelation.
Reptiles you must find the resolution.
To unleash us from this spell.