Only bodies tell the story of decay Old blood still leads the way The smell of death always attracts more violence More lies, more cries, more pestilence A suffered land, devastated by lies Is home to usurpers and killers They laugh in your face While you dig your own grave Mercy will be your quick death Fight for your life Buried to the neck The tide rises Drowning you in tragedies They’ll take more than your life Corrupt servants of greed From the underworld they sail the seas Usurpers, outsiders, bringing fear A suffered land, devastated by lies Is home to usurpers and killers They laugh in your face While you dig your own grave Mercy will be your quick death Fight for your life Buried to the neck The tide rises Drowning you in tragedies Fight for your life, fight for your life Fight for your life Fight for your life, fight for your life Fight for your life, to set me free Fight for your life Buried to the neck The tide rises Drowning you in tragedies Fight for your life, fight for your life Fight for your life