Rumors of War

They fill out temples with their lies

Anarchy
Chaotic hunters rise
Spit in the evil eyes


Now they exalt the fiend
Shotgun
Your nightmare's not a dream
They'll choke you and your screams

It's brought the world down to it knees

The hounds of hell are freed
Desolate
And with their bite, disease
His evil never sleeps

Sacrificing sons and daughters, rolls the war machine
The tyrant fills his destiny

Anarchy
Chaotic hunters rise
Spit in the evil eyes