Оригинален текст
Various apocalyptic visions
Are passing throught my mind right now
Ride legions
Under soil washed blood
Uncontrollable lost lives
A mortal silence envolved all
Combat against unnocent victms
What prevails are walk by?
Transformed men in abutres food
A great cemetery to the open air
Lost...
Fear and hatred what rested
Finished...
Wonds that not sacres
Suffered...
FLags of orgulhous armys
Tormented...
Stained with blood of innocents
Humans marching to the death
Sons digger the hole of your parents
Heritage of war
There´s no honor neither glory
Only rememberances of bloods
Heritage of war