WARMARSHAL LYRICS

1. Armageddon Awaits

[Instrumental]

2. Vanguard

Fight!

First in the line of fire.
The bravest of the brave.
Fear they have conquered,
Their resolve never caves.

Charging at full throttle
Towards eternal glory.
War paint. Battle cries.
The messengers of misery.

Marching into battle
Staring death in the eye.
Victory they were promised.
All just blatant lies.

Charge!

The first attack
At the break of dawn,
Into enemy territory.
Misguided by propaganda,
For a shot at creating history.

Shots fired. Lives taken.
Warriors laid to rest.
Sacrificial lambs they were.
Bravery put to test.

Not a sign of weakness.
Neither losing a breath.
The vanguard keeps on charging
Towards the horizon,
Defending the false sense of pride
And honour 'til death.

As the day ends
The bodies burn.
Ashes fill up the air.
Somewhere in a corner,
A lonely mother sheds a tear.

3. Dragunov Svd

Coordinates revealed,
Air drop.
Target code assigned.
Single shot,
Long range engagement.
Enemy compromised.

Precision and stealth,
One shot, one kill.
Every marksman's pride.
Dragunov svd,
Locked and loaded.
Nowhere to hide!

Concealed position.
Camouflage.
Reconnaissance.
Wait and watch.

Perseverance.
Bidding time.
Killer instinct,
The moment arrives.
The eye on scope.
Enemy in sight.
Exhale and fire.
Bull's eye.

4. This Is War

Arsenal stacked
With weapons of
Mass destruction.
Ignited minds
Of a hostile generation.
There ain't no mercy
You write your own fate.
Shedding blood for glory,
For honour and respect.

This is war.
Fight for your freedom,
Your country's pride.
This is war.
Old people talking
While young men die.

A medal of honour
For valiant display.
National colours
Wrapped around
The body of the fallen.
Lay down your life
At the altar of mors.
Glorifying death
For some malevolent 'cause.

This is war.
Corporate sharks
For their cheap thrills.
This is war.
Making your soldiers
Fight and kill.

This is war!

The finger on trigger,
The target within the range.
Peace is an illusion
A far-fetched distant mirage.

5. ...to Regain Lost Glory

The unrelenting surge
Of power and authority.
The battlefield reeks
Of blood and insanity.
Ally arsenal destroyed.
Hopes of men devastated.
The infantry in its last stride.
"Surrender or be dead!"

Big guns blazing,
Tanks destroyed.
And retreat
Is the only friendly cry.
When all is lost
And sacrificed,
The glory and pride
Too shall die.

Mortal slaughter.
Denial of destiny.
The challenge for power.
Devastated infinity.

As the bodies pile up,
Their fates are sealed.
Mayhem follows madness,
In a blood-soaked battlefield.

Coffins of the brave fallen.
The memory remains.
The unrelenting surge
Shall begin again

...to regain lost glory.







WARMARSHAL LYRICS