Learning the rules of the
Games with atrocity
Living in a prehistoric
Weather with intencity
Armed...Cold weapons in hand
Charged...Mangled corps on the land
The bestials contortions on the pray
Makes me lust to kill'em all every day
Curdled by frost
Too young to rust
Fight...Be wild
Warriors of ice
The hell fighters
Warriors of ice...
Mid way through life, mid way to death
The nomads soldiers fight for the best
Armed...Cold weapons in hand
Charged...Mangled corps on the land
Feel the chill by the polar race
Make the world a disaffected place
Live to die, eye to eye
Raise the chase, face to face
The dirty desperado goes black
At freezing point
Hail stones fall and fall again
Armed...Cold weapons in hand
Charged...Mangled corps on the land
Prisoners of ice wheeze in a sultry weather
This is the fate of the frozen agessors...
Advance thermal killers
They're the barbaric butchers
Unscrupulous
Here they are to abuse
Spitting the barren land
Crushing all til nothing stands
Ready for attack
They gonna shoot you in the back
