Screamers

Dark eyes see the destruction
My home is the darkness
My mouth smells like rottenness
My enemies die without mercy
Now I've got a bad curse
The same thirsty for destruction
We are sons of the fear
And our hunger is not a secret

Blood, red blood
I want more
Who was the creator?
Peace or war?

Death! Action!
Show me your hands, show me your guns
Keep to me your last words
Let's fight with two swords

Blood, red blood
I want more
Who was the creator?
Peace or war?