Masters of war, enslavers of minds
Control from the shadows, disseminate pain
They’re selling you dreams
While building your grave, corrupted by power
They’re men with no name
A sinister will ingrained in our soul
A sinister will origin of war
Silent are corpses and still are the graves
Holding my breath
I was bringer of Death
Bleeding for living their hate through my hands
Delivers destruction
This evil won’t end
A sinister will ingrained in our soul
A sinister will origin of war
Believing the false you answered the call
Protecting their lies, they’ve sent you to die
Blood drips, future erased
No one wins in a losing game
Sinister will
No exit wound, nothing remains
On either side only graves
Blood drips, future erased
No one wins in a losing game