Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Massimo Panico
Massimo Panico
Gitarre
Alessandro Cossa
Alessandro Cossa
Gitarre
Emanuele De Nuzzo
Emanuele De Nuzzo
Schlagzeug
Livio Nassisi
Livio Nassisi
E-Bassgitarre
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Alessandro Cossa
Alessandro Cossa
Songwriter:in
Massimo Panico
Massimo Panico
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
ESSENZA Studio
ESSENZA Studio
Produzent:in

Lyrics

Warm wind blowing on my face
Men waiting their glorious day
The glint of the armament covered in blood
A supreme will shall be accomplished, this is my place
Our faith hungry for lands and money
The holy father expressed this divine will
With pride burning bright in our chests
We'll offer this sacrifice to the almighty
The order is at the gates of the citadel
The clang of swords shook the souls
The order is at the gates of the citadel
I feel the stench of blood of the infidels
Your God now sentences death
While your writings profess peace among men
Yet the lives of my family will soon be broken
Tell me why you left your precepts behind your back
The fierce cross on the chest, last thing in his eyes
A vain escape from inexorable fate
I can't tell whether human or divine will
This horror in my eyes, and I'd be blind
Escape has no meaning, I lost my breath
A cold blade pierces my flesh
Escape has no meaning, I lost my breath
I heard those words before death
They can hide anywhere, amongst our own brothers
No hesitation, Kill them all
God will recognize his own
Raise your blade to the sky, be joyful today
Led by the spirit, our hands, his will
For these lost souls I'm praying
My heart burn, in my mind the hand of God appear
How many thousands of lives cut in vain?
Your sick imagination bestow life or death
I don't know if you're hypocrites or fools
Your minds give birth to suffering and pain
This tyranny thrives in the realm of ignorance
Fairy tales for laws, lives like numbers
This tyranny thrives in the realm of ignorance
You hear from the grave a scream for vengeance
They can hide anywhere, amongst our own brothers
No hesitation, Kill them all
God will recognize his own
Alone at death, aware of your sins
Hear for the last time
Kill them all, God will recognize his own
Kill them all, God will recognize his own
Written by: Alessandro Cossa, Massimo Panico
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