The Call Of Death

The Call Of Death
Fifty feet road to the combat,
twenty-five hearts full of hate.
Blinded by the courage,
they go marching towards death.
Walking in the darkness,
they are ready for revenge.
Surely are will lose their lives,
when they arrived to the fire line.

Souls who struggle for freedom,
the pain of losing is gone.
We will fly like eagles.
We no longer fear their fire guns.
Come and try to kill me,
Come and try to take mi soul.
You don't have the power
to win this fuc*** duel.
Walking in the darkness,
they are ready for revenge.
Surely a were lose their lives,
when they arrived to the fire line.