Every morning the fighting roars echo
Every breath close to rage
Every heartbeat is a war
A life of pain is the path of the warrior
There is only war
And life is fighting
On the path of tragedy
The boots can be heard
There is only war
After suffering, every strain long
The dawn, the world falling to ruins can be perceived
A blood-red sky over black seas
Will surround the warriors dark grave
There is only war
And life is fighting
On the path of tragedy
The boots can be heard
Where fears roam
The hunter goes
And the warrior stands in eternal guard
There is only war
There is only war
And life is fighting
On the path of tragedy
The boots can be heard
Where fears roam
The hunter goes
And the warrior stands in eternal guard
There is only war