Propaganda death ensemble 
Burial to be 
Corpses rotting through the night 
In blood laced misery 

Scorched earth the policy 
The reason for the singe 
The pendulum it shaves the blade 
The strafing air blood raid 

infiltration push reserves 
Encircle the front llines 
Supreme art of strategy 
Playing on the minds 

Bombard till submission 
Take all to their graves 
Indication of triumph 
The number that are dead 

Sport the war, war support 

The sport is war, total war 
When victory's a massacre 
The final swing is not a drill 
It's how many people I can kill 

Be dead friend from above 
When darkness falls 
Descend into my sights 
Your fallen walls 

Spearhead break through the lines 
Flanked all around 
Soldiers of attrition 
Forward their ground 

Regime prophetic age 
Old in its time 
Flowing veins run on through 
Deep in the Rhine 

Center of the web 
All battles scored 
What is our war crimes 
(Era forever more...war!!!) 

Propaganda war ensemble 
Burial to be 
Bones shining in the night 
In blood laced misery 

Campaign of elimination 
Twisted psychology 
When victory is to survive 
And death is defeat 

Sport the war, war support 

The sport is total war 
When victory's a massacre 
When victory is survival 
When this end is a slaughter 
The final swing is not a drill 
It's how many people I can kill