Winds of d**h are flying into the storm, landing on the earth and k** everyone Blasts of fire piercing blood and flesh, bombs to destroy in violent clash Soldiers are dying, choked in own blood, pale corpses, mutilated and cold Look at the sky and pray to god, prepare to die here comes the war Refrão The art of war is deep in human soul And in the core of your hate With flesh and gore the human-demon was forged The storm of blood The ground smells a dirt plague, desolated souls in this terror place Bullets bursts a soldier's eye exposing your brain, who is the next to die? Army of tirany ready to k**, fill with corpses the battlefield Politics, military force, prepare to die here comes the war Refrão The gift of grow controls the human soul Like winds in the rain With lives and wars the human-demon forged The storm of blood The ground smells a dirt plague, desolated souls in this terror place Bullets bursts a soldier's eye, exposing your brain, who is the next to die? Soldiers are dying, choked in own blood, pale corpses, mutilated and cold Look at the sky and pray to god, prepare to die here comes the war