They Came To Die - Unleashed

In this cold aftermath

Where the blood has dried at last

Soldiers lay scattered around

In the fields of death, a fading sound

They came to die

They came to die

They came to die

A shameful march without a sound

With weapons pointed at the ground

They came out of the mist

So it all came down to this

Now approaching our lines

Heavens cry, their souls have died

Christ is dead or so it seems

Death before loyalty

They came to die

They came to die

They came to die

In nomine Patris et Filii et Spiritus Sancti

Death before loyalty

They came to die

They came to die

They came to die