Army of Me

Army of me, army of you
Don’t threat on me, I stand for hell
They throw the stones, I take stench
The power of death, comes from below…

Army of me, army of you
War will define, your path to hell
They throw the stones, I take stench
The power of death, comes from below… to me!!!

To me!!!

Army of me, army of you
Don’t threat this mass, we stand for hell
They throw the stones, we take stench
The power of dеath, comes from below…

Army of me, army of you
War will dеfine, our path to hell
They throw the stones, we take stench
The power of death, comes from below… to us!!!

To us!!!

Fire, fire, shoot to death
Every rebel will prevail
Fire, fire shoot to death
Bloody hands will paint this chapter
Fire, fire, shoot to death
Bury the slaves sentence to death
Fire, fire, shoot to death
Army of me to be death!!!