Hark the armies march through the wasted land
Heavy boots are crushing rusty sand
Doomed paladins of the last crusade
All will fall in battle, and no one will be saved
Chorus
Through the burned valleys and the ruined towns
Fueled with madness and hate
Thousands and thousands are heading down
To die under the hand of fate
Nothing to live for but destruction and pain
Nothing to die for, cause it's all the same
The past is hunger and life in filth
The future is death from fire and steel
Chorus
There's no way back, they've rolled the dice
Their sights are set up on paradise
Sky is raining blood on their heads as they go
To die in the valley of Megiddo
Armageddon
© Copyright: Евгений Шпунт, 2010
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