Evil War (The End Of Men By Men)

Legions, battling under the sign of dark wills, marching through an endless winter... and doom marches upon.
Atomic blaze will raise to erase, as there is no more day and night.
The Evil War is a blind destruction, and the landscapes in fire light the torment : the mortal substance's end.
Guns of Death's orchestra chant the testament of life.
I pronounce the end of men by men, it's evil's breath...
Snow and frost is on my eyes, but the hate that inspires it, is hotter than the blood I shed...
From our inner mind comes the whispers and dark psalms, from where every moral fields are tarnished for all.
Civilisation must die, like our candle life, and all retribution will be to Darkness...
This bloodred path to glory will bring the abnegation of life by life.
Battling, under the sign of Dark Wills, the axe of invincibility, the arm of invulnerability, the spirit of a dark majesty...
And the moon is black, like the eyes of every victim, which are died without tomb or even honour.
The Evil War will be written on the earth, with blood by the humanity...