Death from Above

Desperate cries in the hour of vengeance Merciless the way of the world Traumatized by the hours of chaos No place you can run Seal your fate, a relentless attack Rising of a foreign flag Revenge doesn't matter on who As long as it's one of them Submission, relentless, obliterated from the past Fire, destruction, now there's no turning back Show 'em no love The bastard is ripe and fit for the bleeding Death from above, death from above The bastard is ripe for the bleeding Crucified, the profit is vanquished Killing of the newborn king Justified by those who compel us servants Of a different fate Certain death signs of a hysteria Confusion on the way to the way to the gates Terror among the ranks Now you will be laid to waste Submission, relentless, obliterated from the past Fire, destruction, now there's no turning back Show 'em no love The bastard is ripe and fit for the bleeding Death from above, death from above The bastard is ripe for the bleeding He who shall arise like a Phoenix from the flame Demon shall arise, lay your soul to waste Show 'em no love The bastard is ripe and fit for the bleeding Death from above, death from above The bastard is ripe and fit for the bleeding