Mortician - Promised Land

Armies marching south and east
Compatriots have to be relieved
From forces which convert believe
They're killing who's against their chief

Crusade is what we're living for
Battlefield is where we're living on
Blood baths we're marching through
Trance our state that's hard but true

Fighting face to face
Smell of death no place for grace
Vultures circle on the battlefield
A way out by killing still
Warriors fighting face to face
Smell of death no place for grace
Vultures circle on the battlefield
A way out by killing still

Our troops are marching on and on
The will to fight has stronger grown
Fighting hard for lands to take
No mercy, hate for all that pack

Hanging them on trees and roofs
Crucifying that pagan troops
Beheading them for rape of our loves
Stoned to death for hate they sow

Fight all day, fight through the night
No way back, in front of us just hell
Head are rolling, horses going down
Settlements on fire, escape is not a choice

Voices screaming pain goes through
Swords are clinging blood is streaming
Fucking death that's we're standing for
Pain and fear is what there will be sow

Fight against demons to reach the Promised Land
Fight against demons red white flag in my hand
Fight against demons with the cross on my chest
Fight against demons to reach the Promised Land

Fighting face to face
Smell of death no place for grace
Vultures circle on the battlefield
A way out by killing still
Warriors fighting face to face
Smell of death no place for grace
Vultures circle on the battlefield
A way out by killing still

On horsebacks we're swinging swords
On the field we're fighting scimitars
Pull out the axe from falling bodies
Defend our lives from flying arrows

The night is cold, thoughts can't stop
The fear inside, will never drop
Wounds are burning, pain like hell
Wolf is howling, will take your life

The sun is rising, put on my armour
A battle is waiting to take its victims
Warriors marching into the field
Arms are ready to kill the enemy

The price you pay, you can't imagine
The lives you wreck, there's no pardon
One day you'll check, what had happen
One day you'll get back all that sorrow

Fight against demons to reach the Promised Land
Fight against demons red white flag in my hand
Fight against demons with the cross on my chest
Fight against demons to reach the Promised Land

The Promised Land we've now arrived
All the warriors we lost and left behind
Now we kneel in front of Holy Sepulcher
Murdered in the name of our religion