War Ensemble
๐ต 1390 characters
โฑ๏ธ 4:56 duration
๐ ID: 16973678
๐ Lyrics
Propaganda death ensemble, burial to be
Corpses rotting through the night in blood-laced misery
Scorched Earth the policy, the reason for the siege
The pendulum, it shaves the blade, strafing air blood raid
Infiltration push reserves, encircle the front lines
Supreme art of strategy playing on the minds
Bombard 'til 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 really massacre
The final swing is not a drill
It's how many people I can kill
Sport the war
War support
The sport is war, total war
When victory's really survival
The final swing is not a drill
It's how many people I can kill
Be dead, fiend from above, when darkness falls
Descend unto my sights, your fallen walls
Spearheads 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 crime? Era forever more
War!
Propaganda war ensemble, burial to be
Bones shining by 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 war, total war
When the end is a slaughter
The final swing is not a drill
It's how many people I can kill
Corpses rotting through the night in blood-laced misery
Scorched Earth the policy, the reason for the siege
The pendulum, it shaves the blade, strafing air blood raid
Infiltration push reserves, encircle the front lines
Supreme art of strategy playing on the minds
Bombard 'til 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 really massacre
The final swing is not a drill
It's how many people I can kill
Sport the war
War support
The sport is war, total war
When victory's really survival
The final swing is not a drill
It's how many people I can kill
Be dead, fiend from above, when darkness falls
Descend unto my sights, your fallen walls
Spearheads 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 crime? Era forever more
War!
Propaganda war ensemble, burial to be
Bones shining by 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 war, total war
When the end is a slaughter
The final swing is not a drill
It's how many people I can kill
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:27.60] Propaganda death ensemble, burial to be
[00:32.12] Corpses rotting through the night in blood-laced misery
[00:36.69] Scorched Earth the policy, the reason for the siege
[00:41.26] The pendulum, it shaves the blade, strafing air blood raid
[00:57.12] Infiltration push reserves, encircle the front lines
[01:01.53] Supreme art of strategy playing on the minds
[01:06.25] Bombard 'til submission, take all to their graves
[01:10.71] Indication of triumph, the number that are dead
[01:15.21] Sport, the war
[01:19.84] War support
[01:24.50] The sport is war, total war
[01:27.14] When victory's really massacre
[01:29.32] The final swing is not a drill
[01:31.87] It's how many people I can kill
[01:52.61] Sport the war
[01:57.53] War support
[02:02.22] The sport is war, total war
[02:04.53] When victory's really survival
[02:06.91] The final swing is not a drill
[02:09.54] It's how many people I can kill
[02:34.58] Be dead, fiend from above, when darkness falls
[02:39.50] Descend unto my sights, your fallen walls
[02:44.38] Spearheads break through the lines, flanked all around
[02:49.58] Soldiers of attrition forward their ground
[03:05.15] Regime prophetic age, old in its time
[03:10.24] Flowing veins run on through, deep in the Rhine
[03:15.29] Center of the web, all battles scored
[03:20.34] What is our war crime? Era forever more
[03:30.51] War!
[04:05.09] Propaganda war ensemble, burial to be
[04:09.45] Bones shining by the night in blood-laced misery
[04:14.02] Campaign of elimination, twisted psychology
[04:18.12] When victory is to survive and death is defeat
[04:23.15] Sport, the war
[04:28.08] War support
[04:32.74] The sport is war, total war
[04:35.38] When the end is a slaughter
[04:37.84] The final swing is not a drill
[04:40.14] It's how many people I can kill
[04:44.69]
[00:32.12] Corpses rotting through the night in blood-laced misery
[00:36.69] Scorched Earth the policy, the reason for the siege
[00:41.26] The pendulum, it shaves the blade, strafing air blood raid
[00:57.12] Infiltration push reserves, encircle the front lines
[01:01.53] Supreme art of strategy playing on the minds
[01:06.25] Bombard 'til submission, take all to their graves
[01:10.71] Indication of triumph, the number that are dead
[01:15.21] Sport, the war
[01:19.84] War support
[01:24.50] The sport is war, total war
[01:27.14] When victory's really massacre
[01:29.32] The final swing is not a drill
[01:31.87] It's how many people I can kill
[01:52.61] Sport the war
[01:57.53] War support
[02:02.22] The sport is war, total war
[02:04.53] When victory's really survival
[02:06.91] The final swing is not a drill
[02:09.54] It's how many people I can kill
[02:34.58] Be dead, fiend from above, when darkness falls
[02:39.50] Descend unto my sights, your fallen walls
[02:44.38] Spearheads break through the lines, flanked all around
[02:49.58] Soldiers of attrition forward their ground
[03:05.15] Regime prophetic age, old in its time
[03:10.24] Flowing veins run on through, deep in the Rhine
[03:15.29] Center of the web, all battles scored
[03:20.34] What is our war crime? Era forever more
[03:30.51] War!
[04:05.09] Propaganda war ensemble, burial to be
[04:09.45] Bones shining by the night in blood-laced misery
[04:14.02] Campaign of elimination, twisted psychology
[04:18.12] When victory is to survive and death is defeat
[04:23.15] Sport, the war
[04:28.08] War support
[04:32.74] The sport is war, total war
[04:35.38] When the end is a slaughter
[04:37.84] The final swing is not a drill
[04:40.14] It's how many people I can kill
[04:44.69]