Reign of terror rising under our toes
In a forced destiny
Deprived of humanity
By the demon who portrays this conflict

No way out but submission
The flesh, the hunt, the wound
Victims of hatred
In an unprovoked fight

Throats cry out for one more day
Towards the sky that our blood carries on painting

Pain is pouring down on us like rain
Soaking our shaking bones
Composure crumbles away
In the pale sockets of their empty eyes

Forfeiting a resolution
No way, no peace, no life
Disguised as honour
We're pushed into the flames

Throats cry out for onе more day
Towards the sky that our blood carries on painting rеd
On this field of skin and bones
My brothers, bound by fire, cling to life
And I see on the other side
Some faces I know from times gone by

And yet we are still forced to fight
Dragged into this hole
Destined to close this circle
A cycle doomed to repeat itself

Throats cry out for one more day
Towards the sky that our blood carries on painting
Words dying in the echo of time
Because in the end, in this game, it's either you or me
It's either you or me