Soldiers are landing with fear Machineguns are firing, explosions are near Men are starting to fall Bullets flying, people dying Evil is taking their souls Corpses are mounting, hell makes the call Smell of powder and blood Striking, pounding, burn them to the ground Die Burn them down Die Burn them down Burn them to the ground Storm of bullets Storm of bullets Feeling the heat of the war Taking no prisoners, men without hearts Sounds of metal and pain Invade, destroy, fire at will Showing no mercy with them We're fighting for freedom and we will remain Don't stop until victory Agression, possession, burn them to the ground Die Burn them down Die Burn them down Burn them to the ground Storm of bullets Storm of bullets Storm of bullets Storm of bullets Storm of bullets Storm of bullets