Marching in enemy camp
Filthy bodies in ditches
Their blood on our hands
Bombs and bullets swallowed

Death march
Among the bodies
Ravaging Christian dirt
Domini in infernus

Heavy tanks pass over
Their bodies fallen to the ground
Without sessar shots do not leave
The noise of ensurdessedor hell

Death march
Among the bodies
Ravaging Christian dirt
Domini in infernus

The sound that plunges into hell
Where not score will be nothing left
Only their bodies
Bodies to the ground

Our pumps
Rains members of their unwashed bodies