Rumors Of War

Howling tracks of hell track coming

Black storm on the rise

They fill out temples with their lies

The snakes come slithering

Anarchy, chaotic hunters rise

Spit in the evil eyes

Stand our ground with hate and fury

Fear that comes will die

Our enemies have come to life

Now they exalt the fiend, shotgun

Your nightmare's not a dream

They'll choke you and your screams

A clashing comes, the haunting presence

Controlling all that breaths

It's brought the world down to its knees

The hounds of hell are freed

Desolate and with their bite, disease

His evil never sleeps

Sacrificing sons and daughters

Rolls the war machine

The tyrant fills his destiny

The snakes come slithering

Anarchy, chaotic hunters rise

Spit in the evil eyes