Reign of terror rising under our toes

In a forced destiny

Deprived of humanity

By the demon who portrays this conflict

No way out but submission

The flesh, the hunt, the wound

Victims of hatred

In an unprovoked fight

Throats cry out for one more day

Towards the sky that our blood carries on painting

Pain is pouring down on us like rain

Soaking our shaking bones

Composure crumbles away

In the pale sockets of their empty eyes

Forfeiting a resolution

No way, no peace, no life

Disguised as honour

We're pushed into the flames

Throats cry out for onе more day

Towards the sky that our blood carries on painting rеd

On this field of skin and bones

My brothers, bound by fire, cling to life

And I see on the other side

Some faces I know from times gone by

And yet we are still forced to fight

Dragged into this hole

Destined to close this circle

A cycle doomed to repeat itself

Throats cry out for one more day

Towards the sky that our blood carries on painting

Words dying in the echo of time

Because in the end, in this game, it's either you or me

It's either you or me