Storm of Fire 1916 - Sacred Steel

This is Hell on Earth

Demons of the fire given birth

Fields of screaming pain

Unto the future corpses falls the rain

Death like hammerblows

Leaving only flesh and mangled bones

Heaven has turned to red

March into the flames — no turning bac

Where is your glory — life it turns to ash

Hail of sharp metal — then comes the gas

Where once was beauty — wasteland remains

War is your duty — die where fire reigns

Storm of fire

There is no escape from the real of firestorm

Storm of fire

There is no escape from the real of firestorm

One more friend is shot

Stumble over corpses — over mud

Kiss the boiling ground

Rise — Dance to the bullets' sound

'neath the blackened sun

Cower to hide from the machine gun

Throw your last grenade

As the world explodes you meet your fate

Fire — fire — fire

Into the realm of fire

Into the realm of firestorm