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I Wear my colours in the battlefield I Wear my colours and I am ready to kill Resistance - We won´t step back March foward into an hell made of flesh and steel Encircled by enemies, through their corpses I´ll force my way out Resistance - We won´t step back Bloodlust drags me deep into the pits of hell Amidst the tortured souls fighting unto death Covered with torn flesh and blood, I continue to advance Frontline in the attack, face to face with the enemy Hell no longer await as I run straight into its flames Onwars to - the battlefield; death - or victory Death before Dishonor, the true path of the warrior The prize of the battle: the head of the enemy Pierced high on top of our pikes (Thanks to xATHOS for these lyrics) Aus Songtexte Mania